6. Intensive Care

invalid@example.com (Francisco Alexandre), Francisco Alexandre
Fri, 08 May 2026 18:02:20 +0000
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As Soren was walking past the metro station, a group of friends ahead of him burst into laughter, gesturing to express their joy, their conversations spilling out in the loud and good-humoured tone that animated every terrace table at the restaurants around them.

Closer to him, a terrace table toppled onto the wooden deck, drinks spilling over, some reaching the stone pavement, the smell of beer and liquor from the overturned glasses hanging in the air. No one present paid any mind to the...

6. Intensive Care