The Uncompressed Presence

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Act I

Kaito's apartment existed in three shades: white, grey, and the off-white of a hospital ceiling that had forgotten how to be cheerful. Everything was

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The police car stopped at 11:47 p.m. I heard it from my window—the kind of quiet engine that...

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