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3AM, pitch dark outside, yet she was there, leaning against the street lamp while looking down at her phone. You couldn’t really make out her face, it was hidden under a scarf, and she had her hood pulled up.
3AM, pitch dark outside, yet she was there, leaning against the street lamp while looking down at her phone. You couldn’t really make out her face, it was hidden under a scarf, and she had her hood pulled up.