Before her eyes opened, Merlyn sensed the soft, red glow behind the makeshift curtain, which hung unevenly over the window. The unit was relatively modern and clean and had heating and cooling that worked. Pittown, as a suburb, was ordinary, but she could afford the rent on her own. Remarkably ordinary, thought Merlyn as she walked a couple of doors to the one decent cafe.
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