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... t roll; they screamed. Every time the iron rims struck the uneven, jagged granite of the Industrial Sector’s streets, sparks erupted like tiny, dying stars in the darkness. The carriage rattled violently, a skeletal cage of wood and metal that threatened to disintegrate at any moment.
Dayat gripped the leather reins with his left hand, his fingers white-knuckled and trembling. His right arm, the one whose shoulder had just been violently reset in a dark alley, hung like dead weight at hi ...
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