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From the speakers, the first notes emerged as if remembering themselves. They weren’t Mira’s fingers—these were the city’s notes: the clatter of tram wheels at midnight, the hush of a laundromat’s dryer, a child’s whistle lost in an underpass. Each sound arrived on its own channel, perfectly isolated, like voices in a choir who had never met but harmonized without rehearsal. Dante routed them into a mosaic, and Mira braided them into a melody that smelled of wet pavement and fresh bread.