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... m had twisted into a nightmare, and the glistening sweat of passion had turned into a cold, clammy sheen.
Moira Sloan stared at the ceiling for a while, dazed. She got out of bed to take a warm shower and drank a glass of water to calm her nerves. Then, wrapping a towel around herself, she stood by the window to gaze at the nightscape.
The apartment complex she lived in was older than she was. Even the elevators had been a later addition, with each household chipping in for the r ...
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