marukeldesire
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The sound of water flowing through the pipes under the city is my constant companion. I've heard it since before you were born. It's a reminder that no matter how loud or wild things get above ground, beneath us lies a steady hum of industry and life. Sometimes I think about what lies beneath the surface, not just the pipes but all of us. What secrets are we hiding? What stories do our bodies tell when we're alone?