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... tting colder again. The mornings and evenings no longer carried the oppressive heatwaves they had before. Instead, they became pleasantly cool. The unique humidity of East Coast City was carried inland by the morning sea breeze, causing the steam rising from the coffee to thin out.
Schiller picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, and turned his head to gaze at the view outside the window. The colorful walls of Hell's Kitchen had just been adorned with a new graffiti piece last night. Looki ...
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