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... screen, a symphony of explosions and screeching tires that promised exactly the kind of mindless entertainment I’d been counting on. Some action blockbuster about a rogue agent with nothing left to lose. Perfect. The plot wasn’t the point—the distraction was.
"This is garbage," Natalia muttered from her end of the sofa, chopsticks poised above a piece of fatty tuna. She’d changed into silk pajamas, her hair falling in damp waves around her face.
"It’s art," I countered, taking a ...
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