vault backup: 2024-08-14 20:55:28

.obsidian/plugins/obsidian-git/data.json

@@ -15,7 +15,7 @@
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@@ -30,7 +30,7 @@
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@@ -50,7 +50,7 @@
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Party/Alicia.md

@@ -1,4 +1,4 @@
 Alicia was a already lively as a kid. She ran, she shouted, she sang, she danced.
 She loved music just as much as showing the boys she was a force to be reconned with. Yet, due to her lively nature she could never find the time or concentration to take up an instrument. 
 
-One day she was just walking somewhere, and then it happened
+One day she was just walking somewhere, and then it happened. One moment she was on the street on a warm summer night, the other, she was in a dark cold forest.