Quasar: Spectral Echo

A dim quiet street, where memories linger like ghosts beneath the fading neon light. Reflections of yesteryears dance across broken glass. Streets nameless, faces unrecognizable.

Echoes of laughter and whispered secrets follow the sidewalks' edge; recordings long untold, forever lost in diagrams of stardust and void.

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