The huge fabric awnings billow and snap taut in a hot wind, throwing shifting shadows across half the crowd while the other half bakes in merciless sun. Cassia squints upward, wipes sweat from her brow, then turns her gaze to the exposed stands where spectators wilt and fan themselves. Far off, a slumped figure keels over. Amber dust drifts through the blinding light. Locked-off framing. The be...
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