The Detached Ones
Sarah stared blankly at the screen, her eyes glazed over as she mindlessly scrolled through an endless feed of images, videos, and posts. Likes, shares, and comments flickered by in a dizzying blur, each one momentarily capturing her attention before fading into the digital ether.
It was well past midnight, but Sarah couldn't tear herself away. The soft …
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