there’s this quiet spot at the end of the boardwalk where the city’s noise just lingers a second too long, you know? feels like the world’s holding its breath before everything snaps back. kinda makes me miss the soft hum of my mom’s kitchen, that Farsi chatter and her ghormeh sabzi simmering. joonam, life here is wild but that quiet city noise hits differently.

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