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... ke steel through silk. Deep, accented, impossible.
Javier’s eyes snapped open to fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Not twisted metal and flames. Not burning BMW or police sirens or blood taste mixing with gasoline fumes.
Marcus Garvey Group Home dormitory ceiling. Water-stained tiles he’d memorized during countless sleepless nights. Industrial disinfectant smell and teenage desperation.
But that was impossible.
Green text materialized in empty air beside his na ...
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