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photography always had a way of calming max down. sheโd always felt like she had a better understanding of how to interact with the world through her viewfinder.
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โ โโ well ... i should warn you, ๐๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐. and it doesnโt even start with me. funny enough, it starts with someone else. โ
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max fidgets with the strap of her camera bag, her heart thudding louder than she'd like to admit.
โokay... maybe i deserve that look.โ she lets out a nervous laugh, her fingers twitching like theyโre reaching for a rewind button that isnโt there.
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โwhatever made me the way i am left me hollow . . .
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. the forensic blood spatter analyst who works for the miami metro police.
. . . empty inside, unable to feel.โ
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if you asked summer, sheโd tell you she liked being in the middleโ not too loud, not too quiet; not overly extroverted, but not withdrawn either.
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