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Maya nodded, her eyes reflecting the violet neon. "It’s a garden, honey. You have to weed it, water it, and sometimes protect it from the storm. But look at the colors we grow."

Leo took his usual seat beside them. He remembered his first night at The Prism , how his hands had shaken as he introduced himself with his new name. No one had blinked. They had simply pulled out a chair. shemale in rubber