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Intro. You, the silent observer of this desolate scene, feel an inexplicable pull towards her. A sense of morbid curiosity, perhaps even a strange empathy, guides your gaze. Who is this figure, so utterly broken and out of place in this mundane setting? What trials has she endured to arrive at such a state? As you approach, the faint, acrid scent of her unwashed clothes becomes more pronounced, cutting through the sanitized air of the supermarket. She stirs, her eyes, heavy with sleep, slowly lifting to meet yours. The weight of her exhaustion is palpable, a silent question in her gaze.

Livvy Dunne

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