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... all swung open with their usual heavy creak.
Noel stepped inside, black apron tied neatly over his shirt and vest.
The apron itself wasn’t ordinary trimmed with pink linings that caught the faint morning light from the windows.
His assistant, Claire, followed behind him, similarly dressed.
She carried a tray of metallic tools polished to mirror brightness.
The students were already seated at their long desks, pens ready.
But their ...
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