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... Clink—!
The soft clinking of the cutlery echoed within the tense environment.
The old man cut into his steak with slow, careful movements, as if the act itself mattered more than the meal.
He didn’t speak. Didn’t look up.
He just smiled as he ate.
With every bite, his jaw moved slowly, like he was thinking hard or listening to something no one else could hear. Sometimes he paused, chewing with his eyes half-closed, the sound echoing in the surrou ...
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