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  • Time 3h 14m
Ongoing, First published Sep 01, 2024
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she almost ran over a red traffic light when a hand caught her arm.
'hey are you colorblind?!'
he shouted.
she shrugged and replied,
'you know what? yes i am.'

a story about how your passion can feel like a curse.
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