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  for the audience?” he
  says. his voice isn’t angry. it’s hollow, which is worse. already
  the boy with the bread is slipping away from me.
  i take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cam-
  eras, and dreading the moment when i will finally have to let
  go.
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  end of book one
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