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Weekly Contest #93
I just can't recognize anything anymore. I am standing holding a camera and pretending to be interested in what I see so that I can ignore the fact that I am fucking lost. This was supposed to be a spiritual festival, yet I don't feel anything close to it. All I can feel is tangible flesh pressing up against me and my body drowning from this crowd of mass, heat, and noise. I look around one more time, hoping to see a familiar face. I regret coming here and curse my friend for convincing me to do so. I feel a bead of sweat trickling down my f...
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