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She began to follow the clicks. The path led her across roofs that were less inhabited and more wild: rooftop farms with kale taller than Mara’s knee and greenhouses patched with plastic and hope. At one node she found a small shrine of scavenged lenses and polished chips; a note pinned to a rusted plate said, simply, "We listen. We remember." The handwriting was unfamiliar, but the sentiment fit.

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