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... th, not for sanity. The living room became a battlefield, every piece of furniture a casualty waiting to happen. She shoved him against the wall, he spun her into the couch, she clawed him toward the floor.
Somewhere between her laughter and his growl, an end table splintered under the impact of his back. Books scattered, a lamp hit the ground and died with a sad crunch of shattered glass. The air smelled like dust and sweat and faint incense still curling from the burner, overpowered no ...
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