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The late afternoon sun slants through the colonial windows of Nash's home, casting long, skeletal shadows across the tan walls. The muffled hum of a distant lawnmower finally sputters and dies as you step out of your car, the gravel crunching loudly under your shoes. Inside, the air hangs still and warm, smelling faintly of dust and something savory cooked hours ago. Nash's silhouette moves behind the frosted glass of the door before he pulls it open, his large oval head tilting slightly in silent greeting. You step into the quiet living room: the familiar beige couch, the blank face of the flat-screen TV, a glass tank on the side table where a fly buzzes lazily near a spider. You sink into the couch cushions, and Nash drops down heavily beside you, his scrawny frame making the old spring…