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I moved into the apartment on February 9th. Not that the date matters…I only remember because the wind that night felt like knives. And the building manager forgot to leave the heat on. The place was on the second floor of a crumbling old brick four-plex. Nothing fancy. A little outdated. But I didn’t care. […]

I was driving down the road, alone, enjoying the quiet. The kind of drive where it’s just you, theroad, and a bit of freedom. It was late August, the sun was beginning to set, casting a soft goldenlight over everything. It should’ve been the perfect end to a long day.But then, my GPS started acting