This payphone.
All those years ago, I remember I would stand here and call her. She used to stay in the adjoining building. We would sneak chats whenever we could. One day, a great fire broke out here. She didn’t survive.
I can still listen to her voice, on the payphone receiver…
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Prompt:
Heart breaking!
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Oh such a sad tale! I remember the payphones.
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Aw, that’s kind of sweet, and kind of not. And I kind of like it. 🙂
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Love that heavy sense of nostalgia
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Wow! Wonderful story. Sad but happy that he kept his connection to her from beyond. ❤️
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