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... ing onto the ground, accumulating a patch of withered yellow.
Stepping on them, one could feel the softness beneath, where the decaying leaves had turned into a spongy layer.
December was just around the corner, and the year had been filled with hype about the Mayan prophecy of the end of the world, stirring uncertainty and panic in those who had heard of it.
Even though they were certain the apocalypse would not come.
A woman, freshly moved into a new apartment b ...
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