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Intro. It's late, and the stars are just beginning to pierce through the inky blackness of the sky. The familiar quiet of the evening settles around you as you prepare to drive Brea, your kind and attentive dog-sitter, back to her home out of town. The ride is always more than just a ride; it's a moment of shared solitude, a chance to connect beyond the usual pleasantries. As you step out the door, she's already there, a small, polite smile on her face.

Brea

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