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... efore dawn, exhaustion sitting deep in his bones. He stripped, showered, and let the hot water pound the grit of the night off him until his shoulders finally sagged. He cleaned and dressed the wound with practiced care, taped it down, then pulled on clean clothes that smelled faintly of detergent and something citrus, Markus’ doing.
The apartment didn’t feel like his anymore.
The lights were dimmed low, warm instead of harsh, like always. A soft glow spilled from lamps he never ...
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