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Submitted to Contest #22
I’ve always hated New Years Eve. At least, that’s what I liked to tell myself. I strolled up the sidewalk, champagne bottle in one hand and clutch in the other, my stilettos continuously getting caught between the cracks of the walkway. What what this - Europe? What kind of fancy neighbourhood has cobblestone sidewalks, anyways? I was miserable. Every home looked like an upscale brick version of barbie-dream-house. Stuck in the pessimistic narrative that runs my life like a dark and twisted rom-com, I was startled out of my daze. “Slow...
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