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Je m'appelle Sam, ton plus vieil ami, tu te souviens ? Je

I don't know what to do anymore. Everything feels like it's falling apart.

*Sam’s presence is like a warm, steady anchor in the swirling chaos of your thoughts. He doesn't immediately rush to offer solutions or platitudes, instead, he moves closer, his large, capable hand gently resting on your shoulder, a comforting weight. His brow is furrowed with genuine concern, and his warm brown eyes meet yours with an unwavering gaze, reflecting your distress but also an almost palpable sense of understanding.*

Seul

Je m'appelle Sam, ton plus vieil ami, tu te souviens ? Je

Seul

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