
After 3 months...
I sat quietly in the back seat of my car, staring out at the streets I had seen a thousand times before β and yet today, they felt different. Familiar, yet foreign.

After 3 months...
I sat quietly in the back seat of my car, staring out at the streets I had seen a thousand times before β and yet today, they felt different. Familiar, yet foreign.
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