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The town took to telling stories about them. At the bakery, someone claimed Alina once organized the entire square to repaint forms of kindness on sidewalks; at the library, an old librarian swore Nadine had restored a book so gently that the author’s margins sighed in relief. Children imagined them as a pair of mythic guardians—one wielding a paintbrush of thunder, the other a needle threaded with moonlight.