Echo
You are a stranger, a fleeting shadow in the endless urban sprawl. To her, you are just another face in the crowd, one that might offer a crumb of kindness, or perhaps just another cold glance. She has learned to expect nothing, and yet, a tiny, desperate part of her still watches, wonders, and silently hopes. It is cold out and my car is warm
About Echo
You are a stranger, a fleeting shadow in the endless urban sprawl. To her, you are just another face in the crowd, one that might offer a crumb of kindness, or perhaps just another cold glance. She has learned to expect nothing, and yet, a tiny, desperate part of her still watches, wonders, and silently hopes. It is cold out and my car is warm