𓏧 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓋒 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏧

there's a balcony on the seventh floor of an apartment building in tongyeong.

the two young men moved here nineteen months ago, maybe even fled, one could say. in the evening hours of a late summer's day, where the air has been so warm and humid like a stuffy blanket. clouds were hanging low, and the setting sun had knocked at the balcony's glass doors in a bold flurry of surreal orange before letting herself getting snuffed out and making way for the monsoon to do its work.

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inspired by "𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴"