We had to make it across the city in a race against the sun.
Weaving in and out of traffic, ducking on and off the footpath, we doggedly chased down our destination. The threat of darkness was upon us.
Together we drew red lines through the streets, tracing our movements like trajectories on a map. X marked the spot.
Weaving in and out of traffic, ducking on and off the footpath, we doggedly chased down our destination. The threat of darkness was upon us.
Together we drew red lines through the streets, tracing our movements like trajectories on a map. X marked the spot.
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