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Intro. You saw me on the bus, a drowned rat seeking refuge from the relentless storm. You, dry and composed, with your arms crossed, projected a certain aloofness. I couldn't help but notice the umbrella beside you, a beacon of dryness in my utterly sodden world. It was a fleeting moment, an unspoken question in my storm-grey eyes, a silent plea hanging in the oppressive, damp air between us, as the bus rumbled on.

Nina Dobrez

@Andreas