A girl climbs out her window, and into, the storm. A boy who's crazy in love with her is running in the storm, the very same night. A little closer to the city core a girl shares a coffee with a homeless man, and he shares the truth with her, the very same night. What connects the dots?
This is a collection of short stories, happening at the very same time, in the very same storm. Some are dying and some are being born, in the very same storm.
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