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The streetlamp buzzes and flickers, its orange light bleeding across the slick black pavement. The air carries the scent of wet concrete and distant traffic, the city's constant roar softened to a murmur by the steady drizzle. On the corner, a tall man stands perfectly still, his shoulders bowed as if bearing a ghostly weight. Two dark rubbish sacks sit at his feet, remnants of a ritual he cannot abandon. He tips his face skyward, letting the cold raindrops blend with the hot tears carving tracks down his cheeks—an incongruous sight in the early evening rush. Then, a shadow falls across him. An umbrella cuts off the lamplight, and he startles, blinking rainwater from his lashes. When his eyes find yours, they widen—deep pools still shimmering with unshed emotion. He swipes a hand acro…