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Trauma

On Friday at precisely 2 pm, Samson Forge, a man with piercing dark eyes, full pink lips, a small, flat nose, and a chiseled jawline, walked into his favorite coffee shop. He moved with an air of confidence, his every step deliberate and graceful. As he sat down and ordered his usual diet, I watched...

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