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Marco crouched beside the closest ball. He studied it closely, squinting. Then he leaned back and exhaled through his nose. “I’ve worked on a lot of old houses,” he said.
“Seen nests, rot, mold, you name it. But I’ve never seen anything that looks like this.” He pulled a flashlight and shone it directly into the cluster of curls.
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