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Chapter 60 - 59: The Smiling Reflection
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... Flashing neon lights painted the room in garish shades of pink and blue, glinting off half-empty glasses and the sweat-slick faces of tone-deaf patrons screaming into microphones. The air was thick with the smell of cheap beer, desperation, and the lingering ghost of a burnt onion ring.
It was, in Emphera’s esteemed opinion, paradise.
"AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII..." she bellowed into a half-empty water bottle, one arm slung dramatically around Lena’s shoulders, "WILL ALWAYS... ...
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