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sofia was never able to order an everything bagel for herself. not after kugrash. instead, every morning when the streets of new york are as quiet as they’ll ever be, she walks to the bodega and gets a black coffee and an everything bagel, to go. with the weight of the gran gata on her shoulders, she walks to that back alley where it all started and offers bits of that bagel to the rats. and if sofia cries, it’s not like there’s anyone there to see her anyway.