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... g but instant noodles. No takeout, no snacks, just cup ramen every single day. I memorized all the flavors. Shrimp, spicy beef, miso, tonkotsu—you name it, I suffered through it."
Karl just stared.
Curtis wasn’t done.
"And transport? Jogging. Rain or shine, I ran to work. People thought I was some kind of fitness freak, but nah—I was just too broke for the subway."
Karl’s blank expression slowly shifted into something resembling mild concern.
Curtis sighed ...
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