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“Throughout the city anything that moved raised clouds of yellowy dust. Women with straw baskets trudged along in their cloth shoes, licking their lips and coughing. The men stood beneath awnings and wilted trees sweating as they smoked. The heat had been foreordained. There would be no respite. On the corner of every block the so-called news blared from the omnipresent speakers.”
Ruyan Meng, The Morgue Keeper

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