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Two years slipped by, not with the speed of a whirlwind but with the slow, intentional pacing of someone rebuilding their life piece by piece.
The old bakery on Spring Street had been transformed. What once stood as a forgotten relic now bore a glowing wooden sign that read The Quiet Brew. Beneath ...
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