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The Apartment #291

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The apartment block stood dark against the blanched skin of a sky paling towards dawn. Sporadic birdsong flittered the last hour, the first notes of dawn's chorus, the opening chords of the day's overture.
As a counterpoint to the sounds of birds, deep bass rumblings came from nearby roads as vehicles passed more and more frequently.
Only one apartment was inhabited.
Only one window of the apartment was lit up. Seen from a distance the window was a tiny star, yellow and bright. Seen from a distance it was impossible to tell what was happening within. It was Maya's apartment.

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