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... uilding in the village that looked like it was trying to pretend it didn't live in the same rundown neighborhood as the rest. The windows were aligned, the roof didn't have any visible holes, and the door — well, the door was still in one piece. And in Ashveil, that alone was worthy of an architecture award.
I climbed the little stone steps like I was about to be announced at a royal court. Puffed out my chest, adjusted the coat that still smelled like fermented cheese, and knocked firml ...
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