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... ticed stepping through the door — the same dim lighting that made everyone look slightly more interesting than they probably were, the same four bar stools with the same wobble on the left legs, the same television in the corner playing sports nobody was watching. Even the bartender looked familiar, though Ryan couldn’t be sure if it was the same guy or just the same type of guy.
Some places just stayed themselves. Ryan found that either comforting or depressing depending on the day.
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