i'm standing in thailand and there are skytrains all around me. it's a surprisingly cool day in the bustling capitol of bangkok. i can smell delicious street foods on a wafting breeze, children's laughter mixes in with the barking of dogs, and the constant bleating of taxi cars double and triples in volume and i begin to drown underneath the cacophony of the mighty decibels.
it is quiet, and nighttime. there are three objects on a small nightstand in the corner near a window. under the soft amber glow of a lamp, there lies a bobby pin, a photograph, and a pad of paper. the darkness encroaches around the room and everything goes black.
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