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... lights flickering above their heads in tired pulses. The only real sound is the soft roar of the grill and the distant hum of motorcycles passing through the main street.
Ethan sits rigidly in his seat, shoulders tense, as if even being here is a chore. His beer sweats beads of cold water onto his fingers, but he doesn’t wipe them away. He just stares at the half-filled glass, swirling it gently, watching the ripples as though they might reveal something he’s missing, something he refuse ...
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