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... fs in slanted patches. The wind carried the bite that slid beneath the sleeves and collars. When we reached the edge of town, even the river had quieted—narrowed by ice, sluggish in its flow.
Back at the shop, Shuji didn't ask questions.
He just made tea, cleared a space for Tatsuya to rest, and motioned for Sayo to follow him into the back room.
She returned a few minutes later carrying a folded blanket.
No one said anything.
She sat by the wall, pulled h ...
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