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    THE MOMENT COMMITS ITSELF to her memory. with or without mia’s consent, the image of anaïs crazily focused on winning at a carnival game’s now seared in her mind. “ it feel pointless for me to tell you for the nth time that these are rigged, so let me just — ” mia makes a show of passing another bank note to the operator, the sound of the rides and screams still not loud enough to drown out her laughs. “ — enjoy whatever this is. ” mia gestures at the scene as she inches closer to be heard, leaning in a little to whisper as though she wouldn’t dare break their focus. “ if you do win  a prize though, you should know i think the blue orangutan is cute. ”