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... ng past, when the world was still somewhat whole.
Rita sat on the faded couch, her knees drawn up to her chest as she absentmindedly chewed on a piece of stale bread.
The dim light from a broken window cast an orange hue across the room, and the ticking of a clock somewhere in the apartment reminded her how much time she had wasted.
She glanced around, her eyes scanning the walls, the floor, the ceiling. The place was falling apart — peeling paint, cracked tiles, rusted p ...
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