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... y—bartender—replied, his voice low and steady, almost like a quiet melody weaving through the ambient murmur of the bar.
The place was a warm cocoon of polished wood and soft shadow, the walnut counter gleaming beneath the amber glow of hanging pendant lights.
Behind him, shelves stretched to the ceiling, densely packed with bottles. The mellow hum of old jazz floated from a vintage speaker tucked into the corner, mingling with the occasional burst of laughter and the soft thrum ...
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