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“The distant mountains, the intermittent honking of irritable trucks and cars, and the short-lived of the smooth roads were something she wanted to live through. She felt so much at home, even though she hadn't reached it yet. Or was the city itself her home? It did indeed bring back memories of times long past. And that hurt like a thousand piercing knives.”

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Five of Hearts

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