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Fiction: “They had come at the wrong time of day, really. The sun seemed to be scorching the air around them. ‘Okay,’ she sighed, sitting up and beginning to stretch to her feet. ‘Let's go.’”
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Fiction: “They had come at the wrong time of day, really. The sun seemed to be scorching the air around them. ‘Okay,’ she sighed, sitting up and beginning to stretch to her feet. ‘Let's go.’”
