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Micah stepped into the kitchen with the bone-deep satisfaction of a man who had just done something objectively productive and mildly heroic: he had loaded the dishwasher. Correctly. Efficiently. Logically. He opened the fridge for a bottle of water. When he closed the door, Daniel was standing at the dishwasher with the door open and…