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73: Pine trees

Tristan

I used to hate the smell of pine. It reminded me a lot of the place Ambrose used to take me to for my training. We’d go there so often that the smell was basically burned into my nose and with it, the memories were burned into my brain, scorched, imprinted, tattooed. Ambrose had never l...

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