¡Nimi os saluda!
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Sophia stood there, the faint weight of the card in her pocket. She had spent years polishing surfaces—glass display cases, watch crystals, her own professional armor. But this wasn’t about luxury. It was about being seen for the craft beneath. Sophia glanced at the sleek black card on her desk