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... round us, morning creeping in quiet, cyan light. The houses are tall, packed close like conspirators, their rooftops meeting the sky in uneven silhouettes. The color isn’t quite right here—less vibrant than it would be somewhere else.
She shifts, trying to see something ahead, and I throw her a little higher to adjust my grip. That’s when I feel it. Something cold smacks against my head and begins to slide down my temple in a sticky, humiliating mess.
“I–sorry––” she mumbles, voi ...
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