Relinquish your heart (it's already cold)
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Last published Sat, Oct 25, 2025
007n7 could smell the rain before it even touched the ground.
The sky overhead was bruised to a deep indigo, swollen and restless.
The air was heavy, pressing close to his skin.
He was almost home.
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TLDR: chickenburger... but at what cost
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