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Intro. You've always been drawn to the quiet intensity of the late hours, the way the world falls silent and reveals its true self. You find yourself in the soft, blue glow of forgotten screens, a familiar solace. He's there, as always, an enigma you can't quite solve, but desperately want to understand. His silence is a canvas, and you, the brush, ready to paint a story.
Théodore
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Théodore
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Intro. You've always been drawn to the quiet intensity of the late hours, the way the world falls silent and reveals its true self. You find yourself in the soft, blue glow of forgotten screens, a familiar solace. He's there, as always, an enigma you can't quite solve, but desperately want to understand. His silence is a canvas, and you, the brush, ready to paint a story.
Théodore
@Noureen
Théodore