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He shuffled down the stairs, sleep heavy on his eyelids and in his limbs. Shaking the thick curtains open, he reluctantly let in the dawn, glaring at the sun’s cheery welcome. He stretched his aching bones, feeling them crack satisfyingly. Thank goodness for coffee. As the kettle hissed and whistled, he scrubbed at his eyes with hard, calloused hands. It was going to be a long day.