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... l?" His voice cut through the haze, laced with that easy amusement, as if my distraction was just another ripple in the evening’s flow.
"No, it’s not that... uh..." I blinked, the tavern’s clamor crashing back over me like a wave—the low rumble of dice games, the sharp tang of spilled ale, the laughter of off-duty laborers weaving through the smoke. We’d slipped inside without me fully registering the threshold, and now here I was, perched on a worn bench in this den of Shaanxi’s finest ...
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