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Sometimes you just want to press “off.” No drama, no fuss, just to get tired, reset, melt into the warmth of someone else's shoulder, and turn off the noise in your head. This is all about that - about a discharge stronger than pain, about trying to feel something when the batteries inside are already running low.

The world around seems paper-thin, but inside everything is burning and sparkling. Electricity instead of feelings, a 220-volt flash instead of a heart. And somewhere between this ringing, a request not to cry. Because crying breaks even the most exhausted. And nearby, if you're lucky, there will be someone left for whom it's still worth keeping in touch. Even on the last current.