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... he closer he got.
From afar, it looked like nothing more than a table set up at the last minute. A plain white cloth covered the surface, and the only "merchandise" on display was a stack of printed flyers… half of which were scattered on the floor.
Marcus sat behind the table with a defeated look, leaning back in his chair as he watched passersby ignore the booth.
Brigid sat nearby, arms crossed tightly and eyes fixed on the floor as her black hair hid most of her face. ...
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