I’m in the cold, airless booth again. The smell of cloying cologne, sweat and iron coating my throat like oil.
Boots scrape against the floors and for a moment, I realize we aren’t alone. A
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I’m in the cold, airless booth again. The smell of cloying cologne, sweat and iron coating my throat like oil.
Boots scrape against the floors and for a moment, I realize we aren’t alone. A