Elias sat at the bar next to Marcus, a long-time friend and a self-described "Polar Bear."
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As the neon sign of The Den flickered behind them, Elias walked home, realizing that in a world that often demands you shrink yourself to fit in, he had found a place where taking up space was exactly the point. the music shifted to a slow