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... llic edge. Usually, basecamp in the morning was noisy in a familiar way: walkie chatter, coffee orders, someone laughing too loud because they were still half-asleep. Today the sound was softer, but heavier. The kind of quiet that wasn't calm, just careful.
He stepped off the van and rolled his shoulders, scanning instinctively for the usual landmarks: the catering tent, the wardrobe truck, the director's folding table with the clipboard kingdom. People were in the same places, doing the ...
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