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The summer sun was a raw, unfiltered character in itself, beating down on the cracked asphalt of the old airstrip. Leo called it “The Meadow,” though no grass grew there anymore. It was a place of beautiful decay, where rusted hangars watched over a sea of wild sunflowers that had claimed the runway. The blooms were massive, their heads heavy and golden, turning in unison like a slow-motion audience.