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... the haze. Striding briskly along the street, Gregor’s mood was unaffected by the foggy weather. Humming a little tune, he moved forward with purpose, weaving through the flow of passersby.

When he reached the lobby of the Cypress Fir Tower, Gregor entered and went straight to the reception desk. There, an elderly woman was engrossed in writing something. He greeted her cheerfully.

“Good morning, Mrs. Ada.”

“Oh... good morning, Gregor. Walking here as usual, I see…” Ada l ...

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