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independency

She knew where she would start; it was such a place for a musician. As she encountered the big bus at the back entrance, she began to imagine. After taking the route, it was very calming. Families and friends were walking and having a good time. It was peaceful, and she put her head up to look at the open sky, thanks to the small houses. This city is reserved and quiet, with a sense of symmetry and rules. She talked with a young couple that they said there is a community here, where everyone knows each other. Then she noticed the man eating his meal alone. It wasn't loneliness she felt, but a sense of singularity, independency.