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She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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it is hopeful
barren land
so the method has to be autonomous