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... l confident. He ran his hand down his blue cargo pants—they were sturdy, with empty pockets that felt ready for anything. The toolbox sat by the door, a compact, metallic promise of capability. The System’s quiet hum was a steady background note, no urgent tasks flashing, just readiness. The bathroom faucet still dripped, but now it felt less annoying and more like a steady rhythm that matched his new sense of calm. He had tools. He had clean, functional clothes. He had $60.35 cash and $508.50 i ...
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