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Changing Landscape

Months later, Jack, Emma, and Daniel stood atop a ridge overlooking the site. Excavation teams worked below, removing the last rusted barrels. “It looks different,” Emma murmured. Daniel nodded. “Because it is.” The poisoned land was being restored, a slow but steady process. Jack adjusted his camera. “And this time, they won’t erase it.”
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