On a park bench, a young woman curls up, hugging her knees, with tears streaking her cheeks. The surrounding trees sway in the wind, and the fallen leaves appear particularly vibrant after the rain. Her silhouette on the bench is exceptionally lonely, as if the world is keeping its distance from her.

On a park bench, a young woman curls up, hugging her knees, with tears streaking her cheeks. The surrounding trees sway in the wind, and the fallen leaves appear particularly vibrant after the rain. Her silhouette on the bench is exceptionally lonely, as if the world is keeping its distance from her.

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