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A girl lives in the city that everyone tells stories about. Everyone says it's a city of dreams, of fashion and hope. But the only thing she sees in the city, is the night. 3:24 am Coffee scented streets and fashion divas and big screens with commercials that no one notices. 3:25 am A minute later but still so long time has passed. So many changes. And maybe one day she'll learn not to stay up so late that even the bitter coffee won't wake her up. And maybe one day she'll get over that stupid break up and give in to the guy who takes photos of her when she gives permission. Maybe one day she'll see the city as the city of dreams and hopes.
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