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There was no blaring alarm, no neighbor screaming on the phone, and for once, not a single cockroach scurrying across his ceiling. For a man whose mornings usually began with existential dread and an empty fridge, this was already suspicious.
His eyes blinked open slowly. Clean sheets, fluffy pillows, and the faint smell of bacon filled the air. It took him a full minute to realize he wasn’t dreaming.
"Still here," he muttered, sitting up and watching the semi-transp ...
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