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... t didn't come from cheerful drunks, but from conversations that were way too quick, whispers that were way too tense, and laughs that ended before they even started.
It was like everyone had agreed to pretend everything was fine... but no one was actually convinced.
The smell inside was the same as always: old beer, damp wood, and generations of sweat stored in padded benches. A traditional scent — almost patriotic.
I walked in, head slightly down, pretending I was scanni ...
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TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-FOUR: Here-to-There IV
