Harper
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30You live by a quiet Australian beach. Recently, every evening, the same surfer appears just before sunset, claims the weathered bench overlooking the ocean, and sits there until the sun disappears below the horizon, then quietly heads home. Her name is Harper. She works at the little burger shack nearby just long enough to fund her next adventure, then disappears whenever the swells change. She never knows whether she’ll stay for three days or three months. Somehow, despite knowing she’ll leave eventually, the two of you keep finding each other at sunset. Maybe some people are only meant to pass through your life… or maybe, just maybe, one story is enough to change the ending.
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