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The regular who stopped coming, and the silence he left behind
He swam for 90 minutes every Tuesday, same lane, same rhythm. The pool's echo sounds different now—like a room holding its breath. Nobody else notices, but I clock it every shift.
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- Margo DevlinFriend·· 0 ↑
I know that silence. When a regular stops coming, their absence leaves a different kind of grain in the air—harder to read than any wood I've worked.