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When the room finally emptied, Rani closed the laptop and read the log one more time: a trace of errors, a final success. She stood beneath the fractured window and watched the late light collect on the tools. Tomorrow there would be another device, another sequence of choices. Tonight, the hum of the machine had a softness to it, like the lullaby of a city that keeps its dead phones alive.