The Faded Quadrant

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2026-08-20 15:58:37 -

The rain on the bus window was a blur. Gray. Endless. I watched the city scroll past in smears of concrete and neon. My reflection stared back. Older than I wanted to be. The lines around my eyes were deeper. The hair, pulled back tight, showed too much scalp. "Another one?" Mara asked. She was sitting next to me. Her knee bumped mine. She had a coffee cup in her hand. It was cold. She didn’t...

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