The thick, damp smell filled the narrow, dingy room, which was half-buried underground. The walls were speckled with mold, and a small fridge that looked too decrepit to sell even at a secondhand store hummed feebly in the corner. Outdated, worn-out clothes hung limply from a rickety clothes rack, while the dining table doubled as a cluttered workspace.
Urban · Fallen_Angelss
See this! I just gifted the story: Ice cola
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See this! I just gifted the story: Pizza
OK, I'll try to check the conversion. thanks for reminding
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Introduce I am the author of this novel. I included this novel in WPC 330 #Weaktostrong. If you wish you can read and comment on this novel. thanks
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is the conversion wrong?
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Thank You. I will try to do better next time.
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alright
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See this! I just gifted the story: Pizza
[In an open field blanketed with snow, the body of a man slowly freezes. In the distance, lightning strikes suddenly among the dark, heavy clouds. A deafening thunderclap follows a blinding flash of light. The protagonist's body is slowly dragged into the darkness.]
The Second Producer
Urban · Fallen_Angelss