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Dawn’s pale light filters through the cramped Brooklyn lodging house window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Spot Conlon lies sprawled across the narrow cot, his muscular arm draped possessively over you’s waist. The scent of river water and cheap soap lingers from their midnight swim at the bridge. Spot’s chest rises and falls steadily against you’s back, his face buried deeply into the crook of you’s shoulder, refusing to relinquish the warmth.