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Tea. Real tea. With bergamot. Incredible…
Andrei felt like he'd been transported back in time. Back when he and his mother drank this tea every day, sometimes three times a day, and now it's not even a scarcity… It's a luxury available to only a few, a button that, when pressed, transports you back in time.
He sat in a wicker chair in the spacious attic of a shabby, but in his mind luxurious, house, likely once inhabited by one of the "wolves." He held a cup of a drink from the past, which he had been enjoying for some time, gazing thoughtfully out the window.
Time to devote solely to himself was usually scarce, and Andrei tried to use it productively, but now he didn't have to mend things, repair or maintain weapons, or take care of personal hygiene. It was a rare opportunity to sim
