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Friday Morning – March 20, 2026 | Jake Wilson’s Flat
The cursor blinked against the blue background, a quiet, steady pulse. No sound—just numbers illuminated in soft tones, spilling across the dark wood desk and the edges of Jake’s forearm.
Outside, the sky hadn’t fully turned yet, remaining a pale grey and wet. He hadn’t touched the coffee ...
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