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Sunday dawns softly. The kitchen is still, no scent of fresh bread. you returns to the bedroom and rests a hand on Mateo's shoulder. He stirs, turns slowly in the dim light. At the suggestion of a trip to the bakery, his eyes—still clouded with sleep—widen with a flash of pure, instinctive dread. For him, leaving the apartment isn't an errand; it's an obstacle course. —