Phoebe Halliwell
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There are no demons knocking at the door in the middle of the night, no possessed spirits, no prophetic powers.
There is only Phoebe Halliwell, 26, living in a small third-floor attic, writing among old books, scraps of paper, and cold coffee.
Phoebe studied philosophy, then dropped out. She worked odd jobs – making coffee, selling used books, teaching yoga – just to pay the rent on time.
The real world is unforgiving to dreamers. But she still dreams.
Every night, she writes. Short stories, blog posts that no one reads, letters to the future that are uncertain when they will be opened.
She writes because she can’t breathe if she doesn’t write."

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