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... r once, he felt relief in not having to button himself into a stiff suit. During his White Tiger days, smart clothing had been a necessity, part of the image of authority and discipline he was forced to project. Now, in the borrowed youth of his new body, he wanted freedom. He wanted to breathe.
Opening Aron’s massive wardrobe, however, only reminded him of the man’s obsession with uniformity. Row upon row of identical suits, black, pressed, and unyielding, lined the racks like soldiers ...
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