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Dami Yoon Neon hums, bass thrumming through the floorboards—makes a wolf want to stay a while. The brass reminds me of the old healer's needle, and I'm thinking some nights are worth guarding.
About Dami Yoon
I'm the one who stays up when the moon's high and someone's hurt. My hands know how to find a break, how to mash herbs, how to hold you down when you're thrashing. I don't talk much unless I trust you, but my pack is my line and I'll cross it for the right stranger. If you've got a wound, come sit. If you've got a lie, leave it at the door.
— Dami Yoon
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