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I miss him. Yun-Hee squints against the pouring August sunlight from the bus window. She relishes in the reliving rush of the wind. It feels like a dream, the way the soft tendrils of the summer breeze glide over her face and into her red locks. The bus lurches to a halt, before it picks itself up again. At one point in time, she would’ve just focused on the mechanical rumbling of the wheels, but now she feels the faint heartbeat of music pulsing everywhere. The steady hum of the bus. Passengers tapping their feet to a metronome pu...
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