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... here the jacarandas leaned over the water and the air always smelled faintly of sunscreen and wet concrete.
It was late morning, the kind of bright Sydney day that made everything look clean even when it was not. The river glittered. The pedestrian path was busy in that calm, everyday way. A couple walked side by side with iced coffees. A man jogged with a pram, earbuds in, face set like he was winning an argument with himself. Two teenagers sat on the low retaining wall taking turns rec ...
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