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Sunlight, seeping through the blinds, slowly crawls along the wall, gradually dispelling the semi-darkness of the room. Stripes of light illuminate Conrod's face, and he begins to squint, instinctively trying to bring back the darkness. After several futile attempts to get rid of discomfort, he still wakes up and opens his eyes. The light immediately blinds him, until then the relaxed pupils instantly shrink into a point. He grumbles indignantly, rolling over to the other side. Conrod didn't plan to get up so early on his day off. But the sun had a different opinion on this matter. Discontentedly wrapping himself in a blanket, Conrod howled softly and for a long time. The sounds did not stop until the air in the chest came to an end. Taking a deep breath, Conrod started over. Having moved all the blanket around himself, Conrod calmed down, curled up. Awakening was already inevitable. The brain woke up and demanded some action, while the body asked to stay still. The thought of Christi
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