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“a ray of light pierces the sounds of traffic. the wind gusts. were holding onto one another. holding onto the sides of the building. in this winters cold in this presence we become the horizon in hell.” — Gwen Calvo
a ray of light pierces the sounds of traffic. the wind gusts. were holding onto one another. holding onto the sides of the building. in this winters cold in this presence we become the horizon in hell.