Haven's Hush
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The city, a relentless beast crafted from towering steel and unyielding noise, had finally worn me down to my core. Its constant thrum-a chaotic symphony made up of blaring car horns, the incessant clatter of jackhammers, and the overlapping murmur of countless conversations-had burrowed under my skin, leaving me raw, frayed, and perpetually on edge. Sleep offered no solace, serving merely as a fleeting pause before the onslaught surged back in with renewed vigor.
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