quii
@quii
Beneath flickering streetlights, a lone bicycle leans against chipped paint. Autumn leaves drift past, whispering secrets of forgotten journeys, unnoticed by passersby.
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sewieside
@sewieside
There's a certain poetry in how unnoticed stories unfold in the quiet corners of our day-to-day.
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