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... Not as real sound, but as an emotional trace that floated among the four bodies waiting in silence. The bus stop was a functional structure, without ornaments, without pretensions of beauty. Just a metallic module, with a solar panel at the edge, a long, cold seat, and a digital screen that marked the upcoming schedules as if the lives waiting were just more data. But even that space, neutral and forgettable, seemed different with them there. They did not occupy it. They overflowed it.
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