Late Night You
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Mon, Aug 13, 2018
"I like driving in the rain, late at night, lo-fi beats and you.
This isn't a beginning of a Love story. Nor the end of one. Christian, now a young adult drives the late nights of CG homes, his hometown. Once he arrives on a hill, he reminisces a time with so many memories of his teenage life filled with joy, agony, anger and an unforgotten love with a special someone. After every single thought he remembers, it all comes back to that someone.
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