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When Mara left the bank, the music box playing on the bus she took felt like a small, private amends. Back home she ran the executable one last time. Nothing. The program showed a final dialog: "All returned. Would you like a transcript?" She clicked yes and read the compiled story—scattered documents woven into a single narrative that neither absolved nor condemned, but let the facts sit in the open where she could touch them.