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... crate in Mira's alley, the city's twilight wrapping around them like a soft riff. The air was crisp, tinged with the scent of damp leaves and charcoal from a nearby grill. His guitar rested across his knees, the leather strap's stars catching the flicker of a streetlamp, a quiet echo of his mom's pride. The Drift's gig was eight days away, Shatterpoint at fifteen thousand listens, Flicker pushing fifty-five hundred, and their Hollow video nearing forty thousand views. But tonight, after Rico's ...
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