I decided to take a long way home, getting off in one of the small towns en route back to the city. There were still a couple of hours of light left, and my feet remained restless as I searched for quiet moments in foreign streets, finding solace in the unknown.
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We all have our own journeys, and with that, our own stories, the ones we wrote ourselves, the ones others have written about us, and the remnants of those passed down to us by others. These stories and moments shape us, and they leave traces of themselves behind as they silently whisper their secrets into the world.
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