The tuk-tuk’s engine hummed like a conscience. Tuktukpatrol felt as if the numbers on his plate—21, 10, 11—were keys someone had left him to an old lock. Each stop pulled a thread: a neighbour who had once offered her tea, the mango tree's stump where Alvin had carved his initials, the cinema where the boy had sold tickets to get money for medicine. At every doorway, someone remembered. They nodded when she mentioned a name. They showed her a scrap of paper tucked in a drawer. A teacher remembered the way Alvin corrected other children’s sums on the blackboard. A baker, long-retired, produced a cookie stamped with flour and fortune.
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“Is he to blame?” she supplied, answering without being asked. She gave a soft laugh that tasted of old pepper. “No. He loved the city enough to leave pieces of it with everyone. He taught people how to tie their shoelaces and how to whistle without using your teeth. He made mistakes, like everyone. But he loved well.” The tuk-tuk’s engine hummed like a conscience
