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The quest for the perfect model
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2024-10-29 19:42:56After Larissa left, my hope of resuming my deep sleep definitely falls flat. Between the frustration of not having hit my target the first time last night and the anxiety of wondering if she would remain in a coma long enough for me to finish my service with Adam Arnault, an unexpected visitor appeared.
A man in black and with an American mustache knocked three times on my door and silently delivered a letter which I now stare at without having the courage to open. Because I know who it is, just as I know the expectations it carries, the most important of which I have not yet been able to fulfill.
“ I need more coffee!”, I excuse myself to the closed envelope that stares at me while disarming me, exposing the most conflicting doubts about my actions that have not yet been answered: why the hell haven't I killed Adam Arnau
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