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... heavy darkness, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping the entire town.
Lonely streetlights seemed like a few cracks in the darkness, their weak glow barely outlining the dilapidated streets.
It had been exactly twenty-four hours since the shootout at the "Scorpion" bar last night. The road was silent, only occasionally pierced by the distant sound of sirens.
Toto stood by his bedroom window, his fingers on the window frame, gently applying pressure. The wooden fram ...
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