The glass street
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It began with a whisper and the gleam of something unreal.
A street made of frozen light, hidden behind bedtime stories and creaking staircases.
Old villas guard its silence.
Glass arches shimmer like secrets.
And somewhere between dreams and danger, truth flickers underfoot-
waiting to be followed.
Some streets lead to places.
This one leads to questions.
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