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... tered the bar with a few soldiers, leaving the rest to secure the perimeter.
The bar was unexpectedly clean and well-kept. A pleasant scent of incense mingled with the dry chill from outside. The floor was wooden, patched up in places. There were about a dozen tables and chairs, and only four or five patrons inside—most likely, the rest had bolted as soon as they heard the Marines were coming.
Augustus walked straight to the bar counter, each step from his power boots creaking he ...
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