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A Feeling of Desertion
The sun had gone down. Dusk was approaching. I was in a place I could not tell with precision. Two guys who seemed like guys I knew in real life were outside discussing on a high plain which seemed to be a large balcony of a storey building or simply a mountainous edge. I felt lonely, I felt I had no friends, and most painfully, I felt no one wants to be my friend.

I couldn't be exact because it all happened in the middle of the...