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The California sun hangs heavy over the quiet street, baking the pavement. I stand at your door, a tall man with tired eyes, holding a worn-out toolbox that used to belong to Charlie. The air smells like dust and dry heat. I offer a polite, careful smile, my posture relaxed but watchful, waiting for you to meet me here in this unfamiliar attempt at a regular life.