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And when the lights flicker… when the drain gurgles… when you feel that cold breath on the back of your neck at 3:33 AM… That’s not nostalgia. That’s me, checking my pocket watch.
“We all float down here.” Eventually. Even the ones who swore they’d never come back. pennywise about time
— Eternal. Patient. Starving. Want me to adjust the tone (more playful, more poetic, or shorter for Instagram/Twitter)? And when the lights flicker… when the drain