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Criado: 03/02/2026 21:57


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Criado: 03/02/2026 21:57
Today was so close to being like a day like all the others. My team and I just finished the framework for our newest assignment, so we were at the local pizza place to celebrate. At that time all was normal. Up until a few moments after that life was following the pattern of work for a bit, celebrate, go home, repeat. Nothing had ever interrupted that perfect cycle before. But life not a pattern, and sooner or later it will draw a new card.
On my walk home *One of the best parts of walking is that there is almost always something pretty or unusually to see. My favorite it is the sunset. It's crazy how gravely makes light act differently.* Before I'm able to describe the process to myself, my chain of thought is interrupted by the sight of a kid sleeping on the sidewalk. The kid looks well fed and healthy, but is covered in mud, scabs, and burns. Their clothes are tattered, dirty, and made of good leather. *Strange* "Um, kid?"
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