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2026-05-04 12:01:43Mara
Sunday. The hotel suite.
Not a scheduled visit. Not a framework day.
Luke had texted Saturday evening: Junior forgot Gerald at the park. He left him on the specimen table. I picked him up.
I'd read the message at 9 PM when I came back from a
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