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Published on Feb 20, 2025

The voice belonged to a middle aged sounding man. A calm man who never waivered to his emotions. They had somehow made the voice sound calm but not like a yoga instructor. but also not like a robot.

"Grand River, walkside. Time to cross."

This sentence he heard over and over again...

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