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English: For as long as anyone in Bellweather could remember, water had flowed from the stone fountain in the town square. Children filled bottles there after football practice. Shopkeepers washed dust from their doorsteps. Older residents sat on the surrounding benches and listened to the steady sound of water while they talked. Then, on the hottest Monday of July, the fountain stopped. At first, people treated it as a small inconvenience. The town workers placed a sign beside the basin: TEMPORARILY OUT OF SERVICE. By afternoon, however, several houses on...
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