Twisted Visions & White Lines

The pulsating lights of the city cast a glimmering sheen on the wet asphalt. The air was thick with the scent of exhaust fumes, a familiar cacophony to those who strolled these avenues. A lone figure, shrouded in shadow, emerged from the gloom, their glance fixed on a distant landmark. They were drawn to something, but what that target was remained

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