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The ceremony of innocence is lost

She was walking briskly down the streets with both phones in hand. She then heard a cry for help but she could not tell from where. It seemed as if her phone was whistling to her and advocating for justice of some sort.

She looked up and saw the car crash through the brick wall. The universe was talking and all innocence was to be lost. No more hope. No more naiveté.

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