
The Next Morning
Despite the suffocating shadows that clung to the warehouse walls, Siddharth could tell it was morning. The sunlight pierced through cracked windows in crooked streaks.

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The Next Morning
Despite the suffocating shadows that clung to the warehouse walls, Siddharth could tell it was morning. The sunlight pierced through cracked windows in crooked streaks.

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