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... m rising. Red-and-green New Year’s banners hung limp across the lampposts—half-hearted preparations that hadn’t quite caught fire yet. Fairy lights were strung along shop awnings, some already lit even though it was barely past eight. A group of teenagers hurried past in puffy jackets, one of them waving a sparkler that fizzed and popped against the falling snow. The city was trying to get festive, but it felt half-asleep, like it was still deciding whether to bother.
I turned left onto ...
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