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"You’re drinking that like it’s water," Julian said, leaning against the weathered stone railing.

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You’re lost. They’re lost. You share a map, a lighter, or a confused look at a train schedule. The sun is melting into the sea, and someone offers you a sip from a bottle of rosé purchased at a corner shop for €3. By the time the stars come out, you know their name (or at least a nickname you gave them because the real one was too hard to pronounce). "You’re drinking that like it’s water," Julian said,