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Chapter 34: The Synchronization
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... tars, casting gold-tinted shadows that danced across every surface of the luxurious penthouse. The flames seemed to pulse with their own rhythm, as if responding to the charged atmosphere that filled the room like electricity before a storm. Charles Manson stood before the grand floor-to-ceiling window, his white shirt unbuttoned and hanging loose, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest and abdomen that seemed carved from marble in the moonlight streaming through the glass.
The city ...
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