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... those rare, bright mornings that made the city look almost... bearable. I sat on the terrace of Cameron’s penthouse, blazer off, sleeves rolled, an untouched glass of whiskey sweating on the table beside me.
Cameron had insisted on a "proper day off." Said if the girls were getting a spa day, we deserved a break too.
I wasn’t sold on the logic, but here I am.
"You know she called me a tragedy," Cameron was saying, pacing in front of me like a man halfway through a Shakesp ...
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