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Chapter seven
Chapter sevenWith my shadow dutifully following me I walked out of the main gates of the palace. The kyro beyond was filled with clamor and movement as people passed about their business. Many sideshows here added to the color and din. I noticed a group performing on carpets, lifting one another up on poles by their hair. That has always struck me as a painful way to make a living. Still, I suppose the children are born to it and have the roots of their hair strengthened from the time they begin to grow the first fuzz. Just past them a fire eater was having a flaming second lunch. Jugglers were throwing things about, including themselves. I always detest those shows which include animals, so I turned away from a poor half-dazed creature with a chain about his neck dancing to a pipe. Any
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