A Happy Meal and a Heart Full of Sorrow!
After an exhausting day at work, I was too drained to cook and too restless to go straight home. Craving something simple and familiar, I pulled into a McDonald’s. It wasn’t gourmet, but that warm, greasy scent of fries and the low murmur of families chatting inside felt oddly comforting—like stepping into a small bubble…
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