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84; The Woman in Reform Colours

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Lyra

Her name was Councillor Hessa Farrow.

She told us this the way she told us everything in the first ten minutes. Directly. Without preamble. With the economy of a person who had spent most of her professional life conserving time and had no intention of spending it differently now. She sat across the low table from me with her hands folded on the surface and a cup of tea she did not drink and eyes that held a very specific kind of steadiness. Not calm, not exactly. Steadiness. The kind that
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