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... the September air warm enough to make the AC feel like overkill. He’d successfully force-fed me three tacos, which my stomach appreciated even if my dignity didn’t. The al pastor had been good. Really good. The kind of good that made you forget about failed tests and blocked phone numbers for approximately fifteen minutes.
"You coming to the festival setup thing?" Felix asked, one hand on the wheel, the other reaching into a bag of chips he’d produced from literally nowhere. "Harlow’s be ...
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