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[ The faint circular burn mark on the kitchen floor seems substantially less incriminating in light of pictorial evidence. Yusuf tries to orient himself where the photographer would have been standing-- they were preoccupied at the time, but surely one of them would have noticed someone squatting by the island to blatantly take a picture of them-- before he realizes what an exercise in futility this is. Trying to figure out the City's methods implies the City has limitations, which it obviously doesn't.
The wisps of smoke and curling mistletoe almost look picturesque.
Not content to be corralled in the toilet for this conversation, Yusuf moves past Eames. ] And then you got old.
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