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The gym was alive with energy, a symphony of life that pulsed through the walls. Sneakers squeaked against polished wood […]

Jail smells like despair and bologna. That’s the first thing you learn when you’re sitting on a freezing concrete floor,

We left San Francisco the next morning, the SUV groaning under the weight of our bags and our silence. The

The last time I saw him, we’d been in a fight—as usual. Fighting had almost become our love language, this

There’s a theory that life gives you just enough to keep you moving forward—a breadcrumb here, a sliver of light

We took a boat to Alcatraz on our last day in San Francisco. A touristy, cliché thing to do, sure,

City of Reckoning San Francisco wasn’t what I thought it would be. The city felt foreign in the early morning

It was his idea to chase the band. Of course, it was. He had this way of making the most