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Paul HappensOctober 20, 2016. Icy indifference with their smiles so fleeting, he calculates the moments between expected breaths, caring only for the point in time where he can step away to the stairs outside, breathing in the air of a space that’s free from the clutter of mindless chatter. His smile feels pasted, sprayed on like terrible graffiti, de-saturated colors, fading with the warmth of the descending sun. Isolated from the strains of being practical, every step into the darkness only serves to be liberating.
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