"Tuesday, February 20th, 2024"Early winter mornings have this strange mesmerizing yet depressing vibes. That hour when the sun has not risen yet and it is still very cold, very dark, and very gloomy. That hour when the streets are almost empty because no one is crazy enough to brave the cold and snow yet. That is and has always been the hour he prefers to leave the house for his rendezvous. When the world is still asleep and calm and quiet. When it is just him and the universe without any nuisances. Wearing his long black raincoat - the one she loved, the one she always announced made him look stunning - over his dark green cable sweater and skinny black jeans, he steps out of the gates, closes them as quietly as possible and starts walking right in the middle of the snow covered and vacant street. He takes pleasure in that; being the first one to leave his footprints in the virgin snow, being the only one in the world. CrunchCrunchCrunchSo, it is cold but as per ritual, his sel
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