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... tside, the morning already warm against his skin.
He headed straight for the bus stop across the street.
It was mid-july but it was always chilly in the morning.
The bus arrived a few minutes later, brakes screeching softly as it pulled up.
Lance climbed in, tapped his card, and took a seat by the window. He rested his forehead lightly against the glass as the city rolled past, letting the familiar route ground him.
By the time he got off near the café, th ...
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