The sun was beating down relentlessly on the dusty streets, painting the faded pavement in harsh, blinding light. Ten-year-old Bella wiped a line of sweat from her forehead with the sleeve of her oversized, faded cotton shirt. Her small, scuffed shoes kicked against the curb, but her bright eyes were fixed on the bottom of a metal recycling bin.She reached inside, her tiny fingers wrapping around the cold aluminum of a discarded soda can."That makes twenty-five!" Bella cheered, dropping it into the heavy burlap sack she had been hauling since school let out. Her shoulders ached, and her hands were dirty, but she wore a wide, triumphant grin."Bella! Be careful with those sharp edges, darling," a soft, melodious voice called out.Manny Shaw stepped out from the shadow of a small corner shop, holding a worn canvas bag. Her dark hair was tied back in a simple, loose bun, and she wore a plain, cheap yellow dress that had been washed so many times the fabric was practically paper-thi
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