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The woman smiled, and as she spoke, Sreylin listened—this time feeling the difference between being recorded and being held. Somewhere across town, a white van idled, its passengers looking at maps. They would move on and bring their particular kind of light and their particular risks. But in the library, in the small paper files and the voices that bent through its rooms, there would remain a slow, stubborn insistence: that hot seasons cool and return, and that stories, once asked for, deserve the dignity of being kept where they belong.