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Outside, the neon flickered. The highway noise leaned close like an old friend. Inside, conversation rearranged itself around the refurbished menu—stories swapped like extra napkins. The teenagers told of changing jobs and still learning how to leave. The woman with the plant spoke of soil that tasted like home. The man with the map confessed he'd finally stopped following markers and started reading the spaces between.

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Mara laughed, a small noise she had been carrying folded in her ribs. The cook continued, voice low and kind. Outside, the neon flickered

She ate. The first bite was confusingly familiar: salt, warmth, the comfort of an hour that had once been enough. Then the taste shifted—an edge of smoke that might have been a highway, a note of metal that might have been progress, a sweetness that tasted suspiciously like the end of something. Between bites she heard the stories of the binder in the clink of the spoon against glass. The teenagers told of changing jobs and still

Mara finished her plate and pushed it forward. "How much?" she asked.