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Sometimes I want to comfort my past self that used to vanish into the cool blue embrace of anonymity, sequestered in a cubicle of fluorescent-lit regret. There, amid the ghosts of nights past, I'd be swathed in the shroud of guilt, whispering oaths of restraint. Yet, like clockwork, I'd find myself ensnared by the night's siren call, leaving behind fragments of my dignity as I floated across the globe. Each city on my drift would become a keepsake of youthful folly, a constellation around the planet charting a history of hasty retreats and silent vows of "never again."

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Sometimes I want to comfort my past self that used to vanish into the cool blue embrace of anonymity, sequestered in a cubicle of fluorescent-lit regret. There, amid the ghosts of nights past, I'd be swathed in the shroud of guilt, whispering oaths of restraint. Yet, like clockwork, I'd find myself ensnared by the night's siren call, leaving behind fragments of my dignity as I floated across the globe. Each city on my drift would become a keepsake of youthful folly, a constellation around the planet charting a history of hasty retreats and silent vows of "never again."