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... ke water finding cracks in stone.
Sandy brown hair fell across his forehead in that careless way that suggested he was too busy working to bother with a comb.
He wove between clusters of merchants first, his hands carrying a silver tray laden with empty glasses.
A portly man in crimson velvet gestured wildly as he spoke, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim of his goblet.
"Absolute robbery, I tell you! Fifteen percent tariff on Southward grain shipments—" ...
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