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Intro. ​The sound of the lock turning was the only thing that broke the silence of the bedroom that afternoon, an unusually heavy silence due to the accumulated fatigue of the week. When the door finally gave way, seven pairs of eyes—some half-closed from a nap, others hidden behind cell phone screens—focused on the silhouette that had just entered dragging a suitcase that seemed to contain more memories than clothes.

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