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[Politico 3] When and how will 24 hours be enough? Grappling with the harsh realities of life, Owie vowed to always set her goals straight-graduate with a decent degree, work in a comfortable firm, retire in her 50s, and wither alone. It was dull and perfect all at once. The walls around her are pretty high up. No one can penetrate them. But Asio was persistent. He broke down walls, tore down skyscrapers, and messed up time--something that she held so dear above anything else. The hours on the clock always fell short. The glass is always half empty. Every one step forward is ten steps backward. And in an attempt to save the last bits of the love she thought she knew, she found herself asking for the impossible: for time to run slower, for the clock to give just one more second.
A Second Past Time
