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Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of death and the afterlife, as well as descriptions of a fatal accident. Reader discretion is advised.I don’t discriminate against types of wind. I love the wind in all its forms: a gentle breeze, a hurricane, a gust that sends a thousand piercing raindrops at your face. I grew up in New York City and the winters here have brutal winds, howling and wailing like lost souls rushing by. I am not scared of these winds, or the rain, or the cold, but nevertheless, I wear layers of clothing, gloves, ...
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