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... of the buildings in the merchant quarter with the ease of someone who had grown comfortable in high places, his outline unremarkable against the stone and the bright midday sky.
Nobody below looked up. People rarely did when they had somewhere to be, and the capital had found its rhythm again.
The streets were busy and the market stalls were doing reasonable business. Children moved between adult legs without looking where they were going.
The hybrid rain had become one o ...
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