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... ways been loud in the way of growing places—hammers ringing against nails, voices calling across scaffolds, the steady creak of timber being hauled and set. But after the circle, there was a different kind of sound beneath the living noise: a carefulness. A hush in the spaces between footsteps. Men talking lower than normal. Women glancing twice at their children, then at the walls, as if confirming they were real.
Law had been spoken in the open. A head had fallen. A brother had died. < ...
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