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gathered under trees.
The title card read:
THE THIRD PLACE
A community space designed for people rebuilding belonging after displacement.
I stood in front of it, unable to move.
Savannah appeared beside me.
“So,” she said, too casual. “Thoughts?”
I looked at the model.
“The roofline seems impractical.”
She gasped.
“How dare you.”
I smiled.
“It’s beautiful.”
She continue reading …
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