Heart's Abode

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Home is where the body stops auditioning.

Home is not square footage. It is the room where the chest unclenches without instruction.

Fireside, kitchen, tenement, mansion — the abode is wherever belonging stops being a performance.

Security is not décor. It is someone remembering how you take your coffee and not using it as leverage.

Memories attach to thresholds. Some welcome. Some charge rent forever.

The heart abides where it is not asked to lie.

The key still hangs on the inside hook.

JV · Dark Heart Labs

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