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... a’s whereabouts. Doing so would have left traces of his presence.
With a drink in hand, he sat in a corner of the bar, quietly watching the performance on stage.
Under the crimson lights, an ambiguous intoxication filled the air.
A group of gentlemen and white-collar workers, prim and proper during the day, were now unbridledly venting their suppressed emotions in the dim and chaotic environment.
He waited for about half an hour.
It was around ten o’clock ...
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