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... , ornate molding that spoke of better times. Now it was a sterile maze of queues and stations, each one designed to catalogue and control. Blake and Rose stood in line behind a nervous-looking vampire couple, their hands clasped tight enough to leave marks.
"Next," called the clerk, a pale human woman whose dead eyes suggested she’d seen too much of Salvador’s efficiency.
Blake stepped forward first, Rose close behind. The clerk’s gaze swept over them with practiced indifference. ...
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