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LUCAS
The city below looked like it always did from the 28th floor—cold, constant, busy. Life moved on out there. Cars zipped past intersections, people chased morning meetings and deals, and everything kept spinning. But in my office, time had stilled. I stood with both hands planted on the ed...
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