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... ck picked it up. Then the children, because children loved shouting and the reason mattered less than the volume. Then the craftsman’s wife, standing at her third-floor window with her palm still pressed against the warm quartz, leaned out and added her voice to the chorus.
The craftsman, standing in the workshop district below, heard his wife’s voice carrying over the rooftops. He looked down at the heated floor beneath his boots, ran his thumb across the smooth workshop wall one more t ...
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