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The photo on the poster doesn’t really look like her. She hated that photo, said it made her look “too polished.” But now, it’s the only image they...

Luca’s backpack is heavier now than it ever was in school. But instead of books and ambition, it carries survival. A half-charged phone, a wrinkled...

Her hallway used to smell like coffee and fresh laundry. The kind of place that felt lived in. Now, it smells like dust and old wood. Eva’s door ha...

The medals don’t warm him, neither does the camouflage jacket - faded now, fraying at the seams. He fought a war, came home, and found another wait...

Noor didn’t speak much in class. She didn’t need to, her eyes did all the talking. Wide, cautious, always scanning. She learned early how to stay q...

Meike had it all together. A job, a place to live, a social circle. But things changed. The stress built up slowly at first, like a crack in a wall...

There was a time when Johan fixed things. Clocks, watches, timepieces - tiny gears. Now he just waits. Each month, he stretches his pension like it...