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The children's library had been renovated last summer with new shelves, comfortable reading nooks, and a storytelling corner decorated with murals painted by local artists. Attendance had doubled since the reopening, much to the city. The 7:15 express was always the most crowded, packed with office workers clutching coffee cups and briefcases, their eyes fixed on newspapers or phone screens as the workers began their daily routine. Each row of crops stretched endlessly toward the horizon, a testament to

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