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... ls woke late, the first morning in months where no alarm yanked him from sleep. It wasn't a wild New Year's Eve that kept him in bed past nine, just the rare chance to let time drift, to exist without a clipboard or a whistle or the weight of a season on his shoulders.
The curtains in his flat hung half-open, letting in a soft, grey light that spilled across the room. He lay there, eyes tracing the unfamiliar cracks in the ceiling, his mind slipping to the life he'd left behind. A few mo ...
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