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Published on Apr 07, 2025

There was nowhere to go. He wished he had a place. Back in the day he'd stop by the co-op. For some reason he didn't feel welcomed there anymore. He walked around without aim, carrying The Idiot in between his elbow and chest.

It wasn't as cold as he remembered Novembers...

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