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The heat began with a single night: the mercury rose and refused to fall. Sleep was a rumor. Traffic lights shimmered. The city’s old fans rattled themselves to pieces. Phones overheated in pockets, and the air smelled faintly of citrus and copper. The municipal alerts called it a “localized thermal event”—a phrase that felt like a shrug. Riya’s models showed a spherical pulse centered over the old textile district; nothing in theory produced such behavior. Jahan noticed only that his fryer got hotter and the people who gathered around him talked in softer, more urgent voices.