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Diego Desconectado
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Later
that
night,
Diego
sat
next
to
the
window.
It
was
the
same
place
where
his
phone
had
fallen.
The
city
was
moving
below,
but
it
no
longer
felt
like
noise.
It
felt
alive
and
beautiful.
He
opened
his
art
book.
On
a
fresh
page,
he
wrote:
*"The
world
didn't
change.
I
did."*
Diego
had
learned
to
live
again.
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