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... In the warehouse, there was a corner unlike any other, not only filled with various books to relieve the loneliness of the night but also freshly uncorked red wine and a warm cotton blanket—clearly a makeshift nest built by human hands.
Although this little nest was not as luxurious as a villa, it provided immense comfort.
Slarate poured the red wine into the glass and tasted it slowly, savoring its rich sweetness.
The world’s cold indifference was stark, only the thick b ...
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