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ADDITION TO MY ADDICTION [COMPLETED]
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MaduroConcluída ter, jan 27, 20269h 41m
This story is about a quiet guitarist whose nights are spent chasing sound with his band under dim lights and violet haze. During one of their gigs, he unexpectedly locks eyes with a drunk girl in the crowd - Their brief encounter during a song becomes unforgettable, but before the night ends, she vanishes without a word. Troubled, curious, and haunted by her sudden disappearance and the way their eyes met in the middle of a performance, he finds himself searching for her. In a place where music echoes louder than words and silence hides more than noise, their paths intertwine through late gigs, smoke, and questions neither of them are ready to answer. Some nights heal. Some hurt. And some people are meant to crash into your life - even just for a moment.
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