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... et. No sizzling patties, no clatter of trays, no cheerful hum of customers swapping stories over burgers and fries. The front windows were still shuttered, sunlight slipping in only through the side gaps. The air inside was cooler than usual, scented faintly of yesterday’s cooking oil.
Inigo was in the kitchen early, sleeves rolled up, apron already dusted with flour. A sack of fresh poultry sat on the counter beside him, wrapped in butcher paper from the morning market. He untied it, re ...
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