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Eveline found it where she’d been led by rumor and a thirst that had nothing to do with sleep. The bar where she’d been drinking closed, and the bartender, a man with inked palms, had slid her a note: “Seek the maker. Ask for version 081.” The note smelled faintly of citrus and something older—rosewood polish, perhaps. She went because she believed in answers, and because the city owed her the one she couldn’t buy. lusts cupid ongoing version 081 exclusive
Scene: The Late Night Archive
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