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A weathered, multi-story building rises into the misty night, its facade marked by the quiet passage of time. The dim light from a single window breaks the darkness, soft and unassuming, just enough to reveal a woman seated inside. Her silhouette blends into the subdued tones of the room, her quiet moment of solitude framed by the faint outline of a potted plant resting on the windowsill. Reflections of the city’s muted neon lights shimmer faintly on the glass, casting an air of introspection over the scene, as if the city itself holds its breath in quiet reverence.