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The man sat quietly, on the edge of the Shield, his feet but a few meters above the water. On the horizon, he looked at the Concorde, darting away on the mirror sea. He had asked for the crane to help empty her, but the foreman said the cargo wasn't worth the kilowatts. These days, Bordeaux had little food to spare, too little. They had grabbed her bulk in a single afternoon, bent under

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