Always the same
Kevin took the same bus to work every morning for the past six years, always waiting at the stop across from an old green shelter on Main Street. His routine was predictable: grab a coffee, check his emails, and catch the 8:15 bus downtown. It was a simple rhythm he enjoyed, a comfortable start that let him watch the city wake up around him. But something unusual had recently changed his mornings.
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