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It was larger, older. Half of the ceiling lights flickered or buzzed faintly, but the massive skylights overhead kept the room bathed in dull gray. The air smelled of cold rice, burnt soy, and too many bodies stuffed in one space for too long. Rows of stainless steel tables cut across the floor like scars, and prisoners sat hunched over trays, quietly eating, bickering, or glaring at anyone who looked the wrong way.
Joon slouched low on one of the corner benches, arms folded. He ...
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