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... . Another cool morning, another day beginning for the city’s anonymous thousands. The familiar streets slide by, but today feels different.
Angel sits beside me, a silent storm of nerves. I glance at him. He’s pale, his posture rigid, as if he’s being driven to a battlefield, not a photoshoot.
His hands are clenched in his lap, fingers twisting the fabric of his trousers—an old, telltale habit.
Slowly, I reach over and cover one of his hands with mine. His skin is cold. < ...
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