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man in Manhattan completely fell apart.
I saw it happen in real time.
The walls.
The coldness.
The armor he had worn his entire life.
Gone.
Damen lowered his head slowly, staring at our son with an expression so overwhelmed it almost looked painful. His eyes glistened faintly in the soft morning light.
“Hey there, little man,” he whispered hoarsely. “I have continue reading …
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