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The apartment was quiet, save for the low hum of a late-night street somewhere outside Niamh’s window. She was bent over her laptop, a stack of case law and notes spread around her like a fortress. The coffee she’d poured hours ago had gone cold, and her hair had escaped its clip in soft strands around her face.
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@nmcgThe hum of the city filtered through the thin walls of the apartment—distant sirens, the rumble of a late-night subway, a dog barking three floors down. Inside, the only light came from a single desk lamp and the glow of a laptop screen.
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