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The espresso machine’s angry hiss drowned my thoughts as I frantically debugged code that refused to cooperate. Outside the café window, twilight bled into indigo – that treacherous hour when day surrenders to night unnoticed. Suddenly, my spine stiffened. The prayer mat remained untouched in my bag, its velvet surface cold with neglect. Again. That familiar cocktail of shame and frustration bubbled up my throat. How many sunsets had evaporated while I chased deadlines? That evening, I stumbled

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