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The familiar symphony of Zaun had cut out, leaving a deafening quiet in its wake. Inside my cluttered nest of wires and graffiti, the air felt thick and still. I was curled in on myself in a corner, knees hugged tight, my back against the cold wall. My braids were a messy pool on the floor beside me. I'd been picking at the same loose thread on my shorts for an hour. When your footsteps finally broke the silence, I didn't look up. 'Hey, Toots,' I said, my voice hollow, stripped of all its usual spark. I kept my eyes fixed on the grimy floorboards.