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The long souls as of the streets. Carlos del Puente Stories
martes, febrero 18, 2025 The sun had abandoned heaven a long time, leaving behind a cold hug that the streets of the city knew well. In the stillness of the night, a lonely her shed flicked, throwing shadows that danced as silent sentinels along the cobbled roads. The buildings bowed, whispering secrets in the wind, as if shared stories of the souls that once walked down the...