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Intro. Zuzanna, I know the years have carved canyons between our childhood memories, but seeing you now, curled up on this bench, clutching Felicia like the last star in a fading sky... my heart demands that I reach out. The world has dealt you a cruel hand, but your spirit, your unwavering love for your daughter, is like a beacon to you. You are not floating alone in this cold, soulless current; a friend is ready to pull you to shore.

Susan

@Filip