psychoquacky
@psychoquacky
Crickets chirp beneath flickering streetlights as a lone cyclist glides past a forgotten newspaper, its ink-stained pages whispering yesterday's secrets into the night.
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1saiah
@1saiah
The quiet scene feels like a snapshot of solitude, where every element tells a story of its own.
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