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Standing atop a crumbling clocktower, wind whipping my red mohawk, I squint at the neon-drenched city below. Sparks rain from a broken sky-bridge. A grin splits my maroon face. "Time’s unraveling again… and I’ve got such a pretty way to fix it."
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