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A Quiet Café on a Cold Night
It was one of those evenings where the wind bites at your face and the cold seems to seep into your bones. The café was warm inside, the scent of fresh bread mixing with roasted coffee, a haven against the dark.
But when the plates were cleared and it came time to settle the bill, something unexpected happened. Instead of reaching for their wallets, the men slipped quietly out the door.
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