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... , a seamless blend of past and future, as if the city itself refused to be defined by time. Ornate stone bridges arched over sleek, automated transit rails, and towering spires of glass reflected the stained-glass windows of centuries-old cathedrals.
It was beautiful.
And yet, I could feel the weight of the day pressing down on me.
I was meant to walk these streets with a man I barely tolerated, pretending for the world that we were something we weren't. The whole damn to ...
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