Stories of Gabriel
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Last published Thu, May 13, 2021
You'll fall in love with Gabriel... are you ready for the ride? He inserts himself in every exhale of a wintery street. He's the perfectly defined shadow. These are all fragments of thought of other characters that found themselves in his presence.
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