William Moore stands shirtless on cracked pavement, his blond hair catching the sun as he grips a toy gun, fingers flexing around the plastic handle while his athletic frame shifts into a casual stance. The skateboard leans against his bare foot, its wheels just inches from the concrete, while a flag snaps in the breeze behind him, its colors blurred by the distance. His smile is sharp, teeth glinting as he adjusts the necklace around his neck, the weight of it pulling at his collarbone. Upstairs, he lingers on the steps, towel draped low over his hips, the urban skyline stretching behind him like a silent witness.
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