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()Reporter||ClothingUp%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%:Ladies and gentlemen, we are now standing outside Beslan High School No.1, where the terrorist attack took place.+It has been two days since the tragic event, and as you can see, the school remains sealed off, with nearly all nearby shops still closed.
()||:The camera follows the reporter's gesture, sweeping across the surroundings. The street is desolate, and the once-bustling storefronts are shut tight like wilted flower buds.+Suddenly, the camera zooms in on a single shop that still has its lights on.
()Reporter||:We've noticed that a pastry shop is still open. Let's take a closer look.
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()Shopkeeper||:...Who are you?
()Reporter||:Hello, I'm a reporter with Central Television of the Neo-Soviet Union, here to follow up on the recent terrorist attack from two days ago.+Would you be willing to speak with us?
()Shopkeeper||:Um...
()Reporter||:I see most of the shops near the school are closed. Is that because of the attack?
()Shopkeeper||:Yeah. After something that big, who wouldn't be scared?
()Reporter||:Then why have you chosen to stay open?
()Shopkeeper||:...Sigh.
()||ClothingUp:The shopkeeper's gaze drifts away from the reporter, turning toward the shuttered school in the distance.
()Shopkeeper||:On the morning of the attack, a little girl in a Beslan High School uniform came in and ordered a cake.+Said she'd pick it up after school, paid for it in full.
()Reporter||:She never came back?
()Shopkeeper||:No.+I'm still waiting for her to pick it up. I'm hoping… she survived the attack.
()Reporter||:Would you mind showing us the cake? Maybe if she—or someone in her family—sees it on the news, they'll come by to collect it.
()||ClothingUp:The shopkeeper gestures toward the refrigerator behind her.
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()||<黑点2>9:The camera pans over to the clear glass door. Inside the empty, silent case sits a single, lonesome birthday cake.+On the top, two little figures are drawn holding hands, walking through a garden of blooming daisies. Written on a small chocolate plaque below—
()||:Happy Birthday, Mama! Love, Sana.
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