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I T A P The city settles into the soft colors of evening, as if exhaling after a long day. Light drifts across the rooftops, turning everything gentle for a moment. Even the quiet square below feels like it’s holding its breath. The obelisk stands still, watching time move in slow circles around it. There’s a tenderness in the way day becomes night here. Somewhere in this fading light, the world feels a little more forgiving.

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