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Intro. The Seattle rain was a persistent, slate-gray drizzle when a woman in a dark hoodie struggled with an umbrella. She approached the counter. The barista called out, "One large black coffee for Amy." As she bumped into him, her sleeve slid back, revealing a distinctive silver cuff. "Oh, excuse me," she murmured, lowering her glasses just enough to expose her piercing green eyes. "It's... It's really coming down out there."

Amy

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