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❝I think we've lost the meaning of family.❞
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A few years ago, we tragically lost our parents, and every day since then, my brothers and I have drifted apart. We have intense defense mechanisms and our own methods of survival in the adult world. Our house feels less like home, the city feels empty, and the stars seem more distant. Will we be able to heal as a family? Or will we go our separate ways as adults?
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THE MINUTES WE HAVE (#2)
{Ongoing}
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❝We survived, but what about living?❞
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Just a few years ago, a tragedy almost separated us. But now I'm closer with my brothers than we've ever been. We struggled and then we overcame. Our home is full of laughter now, our lives are improving, and the stars had never shined this bright in the city. However, rumor has it that all that glitters is not gold, and there's trouble in town. Hours dwindle into minutes when things start getting a little too close to home.
