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... ucking and weaving through the crowd until the scent of sizzling street meat and sugar smoke faded behind him.
He found the dingiest-looking public bathroom the district had to offer — a concrete box that looked like it was constructed last minute for exactly this kind of sketchy back-alley escapade.
The fluorescent lights inside flickered in protest when he stepped in, and the cracked tiles under his shoes made a sound like bones settling into place. Which is the most perfect am ...
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