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It was August already. Yuriwaka watched the fireworks from the bridge. Thousands lined the river banks below. Their faces lit up with each new crack. Fluorescent streaks crossed the lead-black Sumida. "If this is it" he thought to himself, "if the world is to end now, then to hell with it."
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It was August already. Yuriwaka watched the fireworks from the bridge. Thousands lined the river banks below. Their faces lit up with each new crack. Fluorescent streaks crossed the lead-black Sumida. "If this is it" he thought to himself, "if the world is to end now, then to hell with it."
