Driftwood Place

After chasing the AI dream, I found myself in a quiet place called Driftwood Place. Here, life was slower, quieter—ducks paddled down the streets, and the air smelled of fresh rain and pine needles. Nature whispered secrets, and I began to listen. This place wasn’t about building empires; it was about living in harmony with the world around you. Surrounded by wildlife and the beauty of open spaces, I started to feel grounded again, realizing that sometimes, what you need most is simply to be.

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