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Beauty in the Ashes

Three elderly men sit on worn steps outside a modest building, talking in the sunlit shade; a few empty chairs and a small table with bottles suggest long, slow conversation.

When the world burns, we’re told to rebuild. But sometimes, the ashes are the lesson. There’s a strange beauty in collapse - in the clarity that ruin brings. What falls away reveals what matters. This isn’t despair - it’s revelation. In the embers of failure, something truer flickers. Not hope. Not healing. Just the unvarnished shape of reality.