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The garage had changed. No suits lined the walls. No Dum-E holding a fire extinguisher in nervous anticipation. Just tools. Grease. A half-built engine for a 1982 Alfa Romeo that would never run.

He opened the bottom drawer of his toolbox. Inside, wrapped in an oily rag, was a single repulsor node. Non-functional. A paperweight. He'd kept it as a reminder not to relapse. iron man 3.rar

Three hours later, the whiteboard was covered in calculations for a suit that could deploy from a wristwatch. Tony stepped back, breathing hard. His scar itched. His heart pounded—with excitement, not fear. The garage had changed