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Barry had never done this before. He’d read about it of course. He sidled up behind the other man and embraced the broad back, holding on tightly across the front. Barry didn’t mind the audience. The guy was moaning and bucking but Barry stilled him with a decisive push. The offending chunk of tenderloin traced a parabola halfway across the restaurant, a launch worthy of the great Dr. Heimlich himself.

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70mg of an Embrace

The wind howled as I huddled beneath the worn blanket, shivering. Coldness seeped into my bones, but I held myself tightly, arms wrapped firm. Loneliness pressed close—familiar, heavy. Then, a shift. A caress of warmth, not from outside but within. I let it spread, soft as fur against skin. An embrace of self, of survival. Not just enduring, but choosing—choosing to hold, to stay, to be.

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