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The artificial cheer, the gasps, the murmurs—it was all just a smog of foolishness.
He leaned his back against a wooden stall behind him, arms crossed. His mind drifted for a moment, trying to untangle the lingering doubt from earlier, but no fresh insight came.
The smell of fried skewers in the air was more compelling than the secondhand thrill of scammy street magic.
But then, his spine prickled.
Not the kind of spine prick that came from danger—no, this w ...
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