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... of wear, barely a sweat upon his brow… not that there would be anyway, what with the soft crunch of snow accompanying his every step.
What he wasn't yet used to, however, was the noise—that awful noise, blaring and grating ad nauseam.
It truly was nauseating.
With their harsh, blinding lights. The way they relentlessly shake the earth in their wake. Speeding away, leaving a buzzing disquiet churning in his head. It was maddening.
To most of the things he'd have di ...
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