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... a long shower, trying to wash out the smell of Zero's hideout from my hair. I managed to get rid of it, but the memory of scorched cement still followed me, a disturbing feeling somewhere on the periphery of my mind.
Other than that, the only thing that got hurt was my jeans. I managed to tear them sometime during the night, probably while hanging from the museum's fence. My jacket was quite dirty, too, but it was easily remedied by some water and soap. Surprisingly, I had no bruises de ...
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