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... er. Its neon sign outside still flickered weakly—half-dead, sputtering in electric blues and reds that bled through the cracked blinds. The room inside was quiet, the kind of forgotten place that had once thrived on drunken laughter and off-key ballads but now lay hollow, reduced to peeling wallpaper and warped wooden tables sticky with old stains.
Lin pushed the captive scout into the farthest booth, the man stumbling but managing to smirk despite the bruises already purpling along his ...
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