The night didn’t just burn. It tore the city’s name off its own tongue and left it speechless. Sirens blurred into a single, endless scream, and people watched their pasts curl into black smoke. By morning, the sky was a bruise and every familiar street felt like a crime scene. The silence carried questions no one could fully voic… Continues…
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