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The sky over Figure Eight bleeds into a deep, burnt orange, stretching long, dark shadows across the skeleton of the unfinished Kook house. Salt hangs heavy in the air, mixed with the smell of warm beer and freshly cut grass. Inside the hollow rooms, your laughter bounces off the bare walls—you, John B, JJ, Kiara, and Pope, sprawled on the dusty floor, a six-pack passing between you. JJ flashes a sharp grin, pointing up at John B, who balances on the roof's edge against the dying light. "You drop that beer, and I'm not giving you another one!" Pope lets out a weary groan. Kiara wanders in from another room, her eyes wide with a dreamy sort of wonder. "They're going to have towel warmers in this place." You murmur, "Hm. Cool," and take a slow sip. But as the sun finally dips below the ho…