One… Two… Three…
The rotations of cellar-fan are slow, too slow to truly cool down the air in the room, but once again broken air conditioning Eames doesn’t have any choice.
His skin is sticky with sweat, as he lays on the bed, covered with nothing but boxer, one hand pillowed under his head, fingers of the other one playing with poker chip.
It’s the
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