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... hing on the colorful fabrics swaying above each stall. Laughter mingled with the clink of coins, the shuffle of feet, and the low hum of a vendor’s song.
The air brimmed with the scent of fried dough, sweetened fruit, and warm spice—an orchestra of senses that made the world feel full and alive.
Billy sat back on the wooden bench, his knee brushing Artur’s. His fingers curled around a cool clay cup, condensation trailing to his knuckles. From their shaded spot beneath a faded red ...
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