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Which made it feel almost ten times worse as the front door to the building opened wide.  Hinges creaked and groaned in the opening, because the hand that pushed the door moved the door at an odd angle, bent the metal and tugged at the screws and nails.  The door would deform from the action.

The Infante was capable of gentleness, and he’d chosen to damage the door.

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