A small silver fish appears where you least expect it. In the red glare of traffic, it glints once, and something inside you tightens, then listens. It doesn’t honk its meaning. It hums it. You feel it more than understand it, as if someone left a lantern burning in the rush-hour dark, inviting anyone still awa… Continues…
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