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sketchfab

They walked through the abandoned streets of their hometown, the echoes of their footsteps a haunting reminder of what had been lost. The once-thriving neighborhood now stood as a testament to neglect and decay, its beauty faded like a photograph left out in the rain. They remembered the laughter that filled these very same streets, the smell of freshly cut grass and the taste of ice cream cones on sweltering summer days. But it was all gone now, replaced by an eerie silence that seemed to swallow everything in its path.