ℙℝ𝕆𝕃𝕆𝕌𝔾𝔼

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A figure stood on the edge of a building. Their eyes narrowed as they scanned the empty city.

Their face covered by a mask, a pair of blue ski-goggles resting over their eyes. They stared into the rising sun, and sighed.

They had to get back home. They had work tomorrow.

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A figure sat in her mother's apartment. She was bored. She'd do anything to get out of the house.

Maybe one day, she would.

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A figure walked along the streets, tired from a night shift. He walked back to his apartment, a smelly old thing. But it was home.

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And as the three sat, they wondered the same thing:

𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕?

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