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... ilitary canteen, his stomach growling in harmony with his dwindling finances.
The soldier's pay was barely enough to survive on, which was two iron-grade cores per month, especially for someone labelled "talentless" - they weren't expected to need long-term financial planning.
The canteen occupied the ground floor of a utilitarian concrete building, its high windows letting in streams of midday light that cast harsh shadows across the metal tables arranged in rows.
The da ...
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