The confetti on the floor settles like rainbow-dirty snow. The countdown has ended, the glasses are drained, and the loud cheer of midnight dissolves into a strange, heavy quiet. When the music stops, reality creeps back in. We scroll through old memories on our screens, staring at photos from last January, when everything felt warmer, simpler, and full of promise. But outside, the city rests u...
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