If you focus your eyes towards the horizon, everything and everyone walking in front of you becomes a blurry mass. That’s what everyone else became. All of their dark wool suits began to mesh into...
—Cristina Martin
Her eyes were a rich dark brown that were so deep, they reminded me of my sleepless nights, awake, staring into complete darkness. I felt compelled to look deeper, searching for something inside her, but...
The city was a machine of its own, continuously producing. We were constantly pumped out through its assembly line, in different forms or models. We came hardwired with different stories, dark secrets, vices, and defects....
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