you meet a man at a street corner somewhere, start talking to him. he tells you a story. it begins long ago... though in another place not entirely dissimilar to here, to now. you can't tell if any of it is true, but in the spaces when he pauses for a breath you catch a glimpse of something in his eyes, something like memory...

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