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... they pattered on the cheap umbrella.
Petite in stature, Liz lifted her head to glimpse the sky through her transparent umbrella.
White jasmine petals danced in the wind, mingling with the drifting raindrops.
Not far off, near the roadside, where the Jasmine Flower Sea was closest, people clad in the Mayor’s Guard uniforms and exoskeleton Mechas were hastily erecting a makeshift giant electronic screen.
The shifting crowd seemed to gradually change direction, carr ...
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