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... in a breath that sounded more like he’d been holding his lungs shut for an hour than actually working at a desk.
His shoulders ached in that dull, unfamiliar way that came from repetitive precision rather than heavy labor. Construction work was simple in its cruelty: lift, carry, swing, repeat. This was different. This was the kind of effort that demanded focus. One wrong cut, one wrong seam, and he’d waste material that had taken blood and risk to earn.
In front of him, he had t ...
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