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In the physical world, the day had lived up to the name. It was the kind of Tuesday where the rain didn't fall so much as it drifted, a fine mist that blurred the edges of the city into a watercolor of greys and muted blues. I had clicked "download" at 4:14 PM, wanting a soundtrack for the walk home—something to match the heavy, melodic ache of leaving a place you no longer belong to. But the progress bar had frozen at 88%. I didn't delete it