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... who knows.
That was the first thing Aiden noticed.
No memorial markers.
No black ribbons on barricades.
No change in patrol density.
The ration queues moved at the same pace, civilians stood in the same lines, drones flew the same loops.
New York absorbed violence the way it absorbed everything else by flattening it into routine.
Fire Team Delta-Seven stepped out of the operations hub just after dawn.
The light was gray and artific ...
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