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The tarmac I was standing on could have been anywhere. The parking lot and nearby road were eerily silent. Nothing was moving. I ...

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I sat in the restaurant, staring at the scar on the limb, knowing today was coming. Today is the shared birthday ...

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The traffic cone in the alley has been there and done that. It must have been easier to leave the ...

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