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Chapter 3:The Ash and the rhythm 🪘

The aftermath of corporate greed left a jagged scar along the ancient stone alleys of Banaras.

The Singhal group’s men had retaliated where the security lines were thin. A small mob of hired thugs had torn through the back alleys of the temple grounds, smashing vendor stalls and tearing down the small mud-and-thatch hut leaning against the ancient temple wall.

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