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... soon as the spiral stair drowned you beneath the last honest window and the city’s noise sealed shut overhead. Lamps nested in iron ribs behind smoked glass and laid careful lozenges of light on brass tags and velvet pads. The air was tidy. Voices traveled crooked, drifting like moths that never dared the flame. Nothing here shouted. Everything was entered.
Han came down with Hanna half a step behind his right shoulder. That was where she liked to be—close enough to steady him, far enoug ...
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