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... we have to burn it?" I asked, staring at the smoke in the sky.
"No," Vim said.
The two of us sat on a bench, not too far from the central market. A small patch of trees were behind us, with several benches all around them. We were somewhat alone. There were people out and about, but most were busy. We were the only ones resting and talking nearby.
We couldn't see the fire, being so far away... but the black smoke told me it was still burning.
"What if the fire spr ...
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