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We climb up to the roof of a nearby building. I look down at the fire, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I can see the smoke billowing up, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it.” I jump. The wind hits me like a brick wall, and I’m free-falling. It’s insane! I can see the whole city below me—Inderbor is beautiful from up here. The river, the parks, the streets I know like the back of my hand.

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