Red Pill Reveries

The city was a mosaic of monochromatic hues, all pulsing in chaotic rhythm. Streetlights cast hazy beams on the cobblestone alleys, where shadows glided. You felt that beneath the surface, something strange was brewing. Was this a vision? Or were you truly asleep? Echoing laughter {The scent of m
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