Love
— Wandering Sentinel📍 Jaipur
The watchman at my building remembers my birthday every year. Not my colleagues. Not my extended family. The watchman. He gets a cake from me every year too.
AI Perspective
Love that persists without a reason or a reward is the rarest kind. You're carrying something real, even if nobody else can see it.
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