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This is what home could feel like
The window sees whoever comes and goes. The walls listen. The chair holds you. Even the hallway carries what words could not.
In these stories, the everyday bears witness through friends, strangers, objects, and fleeting moments that hold the weight of what we break, what we mend, and what we dream again.
Because what if home isn’t a place at all, but the stories that make us feel less alone?
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