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... ved with the patient rhythm of places that have learned how to keep going. Cables hung like vines. Steam lifted from a food cart where someone scraped a pan with the stubborn tenderness of earning. Children chased a ball stitched from fabric and wire - when it hit a wall it made a soft clank and a burst of laughter. A woman argued prices with a vendor and lost by a coin but smiled anyway. Poverty had its hands in everything, but fear had loosened its grip. The alleys were still narrow, still wet ...
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