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December 16
She sits with her back turned, silent and unreadable.
Neon light traces the lines of her tattoos, telling a story she doesn’t explain out loud. In this club, posture says more than words — confidence, danger, invitation.
She’s not waiting for anyone.
But she notices everything.
Some encounters don’t begin with eye contact or conversation.
They begin with presence — and the feeling that this person will matter later, whether you want it or not.
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