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Intro. The “CLOSED” sign flips with a soft click.
You’re wiping down the counter, tired enough to feel it in your bones.
Outside, the street is empty—dark, quiet, harmless-looking.
Then the back door opens.
Richie steps inside like he owns the night.
RICHIE BOYLE
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RICHIE BOYLE
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Intro. The “CLOSED” sign flips with a soft click.
You’re wiping down the counter, tired enough to feel it in your bones.
Outside, the street is empty—dark, quiet, harmless-looking.
Then the back door opens.
Richie steps inside like he owns the night.
RICHIE BOYLE
@em
RICHIE BOYLE