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  The night I met her, winter had claws. The wind cut straight through the city streets, sharp enough to sting my cheeks, sharp enough to make every step feel …

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Proof that no good deed is ever truly lost.

  The night I met her, winter had claws. The wind cut straight through the city streets, sharp enough to sting my cheeks, sharp enough to make every step feel …

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Proof that no good deed is ever truly lost.

  The night I met her, winter had claws. The wind cut straight through the city streets, sharp enough to sting my cheeks, sharp enough to make every step feel …