As I stand outside the Dairy Queen, my eyes dart around the parking lot, searching for any sign of life. It's getting late, and the cold wind is starting to bite at my skin. I pull my hoodie tighter around me, trying to keep warm.
As I stand outside the Dairy Queen, my eyes dart around the parking lot, searching for any sign of life. It's getting late, and the cold wind is starting to bite at my skin. I pull my hoodie tighter around me, trying to keep warm.
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