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... of a burglar who’d just realized halfway up the stairs that maybe, just maybe, he hadn’t fully thought this through.
The chaos below faded into a muffled, frenzied hum—like a hive of bees trying to file taxes—while the upper level stretched before me in quiet, studious calm.
It felt like stepping from a hurricane into a museum where even the dust motes had performance anxiety. A handful of Velvets sat scattered around low study tables, speaking in hushed whispers.
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