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Silence was a living being. Carlos del Puente Stories
sábado, mayo 03, 2025 "Do you know what is weird?" Mark said, narrowing his eyes on the horizon. His voice cut the quiet buzz of the engine."That?" Jonun replied, his eyes on the road. His grip on the steering wheel was tight, the knuckles bleached by the tension of the bad trip."All." Mark made a gesture to the vast empty extension around him. "This path, these sounds...