Riya remembered the rhythm of the rainforest drumbeat. "Who recorded my life?"
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A woman stood up. She was tall, hair streaked silver, and she smiled without surprise. "You brought the files," she said. Riya remembered the rhythm of the rainforest drumbeat
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