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15. Toast and Eggs

The afternoon settled into its own rhythm, the earlier phone calls fading into background noise as Ivy worked her way steadily through the Hendersons' loft revisions.

"Ivy." Priya rolled her chair over, plans in hand. "The clearance issue on the roofline — I ran the numbers again, and if we drop the ridge height by fifteen centimetres, we lose the headroom problem entirely without touching the party wall."

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