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... otsteps fading like a dying echo.
I closed the door and lingered, eyes fixed on the rough wooden surface, thoughts swirling in the silence.
A scale teetered in my mind: risk on one side, curiosity and purpose on the other. The question flickered like a flame in the wind: was this worth it?
But the truth was, I didn't give a shit about that scale.
I never had.
I did whatever the hell I wanted.
Risky? So what? Walking out your front door was risky. B ...
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