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Chapter 39 - 38 – Paper, Passed
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... shed.
A low rhythm of footsteps.
Distant chatter bleeding in from nearby streets.
A breeze lifting the corner of Jun's cloth now and then, like the wind wanted to see the process, too.
Just quiet enough to hear each step.
And that's when he felt it.
A presence.
Still.
Observing.
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