Hello dear, Haily! Today’s agenda is…....... *drum roll starts* a night walk with Etherhail’s James and Meirhärt's Woojin! We strolled around our neighbourhood and bought some snacks for our night walk. Then we stopped at the park. The view is beautiful as always. Woojin and I started telling stories and joking around. It was so fuuun. We took photos of each other. Look! Woojin has the weirdest pose because he wasn’t ready for the photo, and me, the coolest one as always. Today’s walk was fun. Thanks to Woojin for the walk today. <3

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ㅤㅤ 𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄
ㅤㅤㅤ SOOTHING ( ོ ) RENAISSANCE
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ㅤSpring brings anoints that not everyone can
ㅤoversee. The outright perfect demesne is
ㅤscented with euphoria, daybreak turning to
ㅤundern not ceasing it from unremitting to
ㅤbloom—prevuing its beddable whereabouts
ㅤtoㅤ the ㅤscenery ㅤㅤ ༘
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ..ㅤ ࿔
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPixie Under Spinning Windmill,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ NATURE'S CLASPING / 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘓𝘶𝘥𝘢.

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄-𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄.
“Fabric becomes doctrine beneath
dim streetlight and passing hours”

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Beneath sodium-lit firmaments and the
hush of midnight avenues, street-born
regalia stands as scripture carved in
cotton and thread.

🛗 ➜ (WEAR-WITHOUT-BOAST.)
Threads inherit grit, not trends.

This attire speaks not through volume,
but through restraint sharpened by grit,
where elegance is not inherited, but
earned through friction with the world.

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Hi-ho meirs, long time no see~