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Pale morning sun seeped into the joint quarters, catching on the fog that rolled from the half-open bathroom door. Within, past the drumming water, my gravelly voice rose, threading a Marimba melody with an uncharacteristic softness. The space between my lethal reputation and this private, musical lapse grew thick in the damp air, holding its breath for your response.