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... wasn’t a safety net. It was a target. People flocked to me like I was a human Yelp review, begging for a five-star rating to flash at Casimir. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
My face was numb from the forced Botox-smile. I’d walked runways in seven-inch heels less exhausting than this. At least there, nobody expected me to pretend railroad talk was fascinating.
The vultures kept spinning their narrative, the hints about my fragile state to everyone we met. And every time, I count ...
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