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... know the exact time because I stare at it for a long while, the digits burning themselves into my memory as if precision might soften what follows. The city outside my window is still half-asleep, lights dim, streets hushed. For a moment—just a moment—I consider closing my laptop and pretending I didn’t see the notification.
But truth doesn’t wait for courage.
I open the file.
The language is clinical. Neutral. Carefully stripped of any emotion that might contaminate the ...
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