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That evening, the sunset stroll was supposed to be nothing—just a fifteen-minute walk to clear her head after a long set of phone calls she’d made from the station about a local festival. She’d carried her camera because she always did, half-hoping to catch a gull mid-argument with the wind or the sort of light that makes strangers look like characters in a film.