This is a story with no ending. In other words, a story that has not yet been completed.
The story comes from my hometown, a real small town.
The town is real, the story is not.
It is a story about the growth of a girl in my mind.
There may or may not be some trace of me in her.
The story is not over yet. Just a temporary end.
If necessary, there will still be a follow-up...
Intention: