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Rhyan
Rhyan
Wet leaves and wet pavement, neon lights reflecting autumn's despair... and delight. You aren't here, Rhyan, to share a cup of coffee, stories of my trip, your life in the tropical isles. I wish you were. The skies cloud up and drip and there's no respite from the chill except inside where Norwegians go about being... Norwegian... each in a world unto themselves and the three friends they share their life with. It's dark and lonely in Oslo. Your smile would light it up.
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