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... Viktor remembered all too well.
The place hadn't improved—still reeking of stale smoke and hopelessness. A battered sofa was placed in the center, its threadbare cushions threatening collapse. On the other side of the room, an old TV sat perched on a worn out wooden stand, its cracked plastic casing faintly reflecting the flickering orange overhead light.
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Viktor followed reluctantly, jaw clenched, still irritated by the ...
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