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... laimed a quiet corner where the outside flaps blocked much of the wind.
His equipment was laid out in neat and deliberate rows. With a cloth in hand, he worked through each piece with a steady focus.
She paused without announcing herself, feeling like it’d be awkward if she interrupted his concentration.
Fritz didn’t rush. Every movement laced with intent, like he was grounding himself through routine rather than distraction.
Amelia noted it automatically, the way ...
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