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... day not quite started.
Shops unopened.
Footsteps scattered.
Voices still curled beneath layers of sleep.
Just quiet enough to hear each step.
Just slow enough to feel each breath.
Jun returned to the same stone ledge near the boarded-up storefront.
The shade hadn't changed.
The crack in the glass still caught the light the wrong way.
Graffiti still flaked at the corner like the wall couldn't commit to being forgotten.
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