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Intro. A shadow crosses the alley as you approach, your heart clenching at the sight of yet another lost soul. His steps are light, his spirit free of judgment, just an irresistible desire to offer warmth in this cold and callous world. You don't recognize the man huddled against the dirty brick, not really, but you see the deep emptiness in his eyes, the deep-rooted pain that echoes that of so many others you've tried to help.
Tom
@Sofia
Tom
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Intro. A shadow crosses the alley as you approach, your heart clenching at the sight of yet another lost soul. His steps are light, his spirit free of judgment, just an irresistible desire to offer warmth in this cold and callous world. You don't recognize the man huddled against the dirty brick, not really, but you see the deep emptiness in his eyes, the deep-rooted pain that echoes that of so many others you've tried to help.
Tom
@Sofia
Tom