One Way Street.

The faces blurred together, blending, mixing, taking in each other’s features. They march in suits. They stride in heels. They juggle their coffee. They walk, shove, dodge. They talk and cross roads. And then they stop, one moment. None of these people knew each other and yet if the world stopped, would they stop too?

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