amplificathon

Wow, what an electric episode. Fantastic in so many ways. But I admit my first reaction in the first ten minutes was "Ahhhhhhh! Jeffrey Combs!" I loved him in Deep Space Nine as Weyoun, and then he kept popping up in so many other science fiction shows. It was a real delight to see him show up here.

( Spoilery reactions )

Current Mood: geeky

fred_mouse

Between one thing and another, I haven't been keeping up on dreamwidth. I'm spending the next hour or so attempting to clear out - there were 317 tabs open in the dreamwidth window when I started; it will be interesting to see where I get to. So many posts from mid-May I was going to reply to; giving myself permission to abandon. And then I'm going to do the same thing with the backlog of my inbox.

And how do I get to 317 tabs? By every day or two scanning my reading list, and opening everything longer than a paragraph that I expect to want to read. This means I can get 'caught up' over breakfast, even if not everything gets read!

luzula

I went around and took a few pictures of what we're growing! We had a long dry spell in the spring, which had me worried that there would be drought, but since then we've have some proper rainy weather, which is good. The dry spell made a dent in the slug population, so we've mostly escaped any serious damage (and the ducks do their part, as well). Now it’s sunny again, and most of our vegetables are doing quite well, although there are a few failures, of course.

( Lots of photos under the cut )

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missizzy

It has officially gotten hot enough out that the upper lock on our front door no longer works; it sometimes refuses to in the heat. The lower lock is still working fine, but we may finally call a handyman to deal with it. If it would be safe for him to do such work with conditions being as they are predicted to be during the upcoming work week. The worst of the heat won't even start to come in until tomorrow, according to my weather app this morning. But even so, I'm basically going to do my handful of errands today almost as soon as I can do so with the dry cleaners being opened when I get there.
It's also complicating arranging a second date. We're both too old to be walking anywhere in this. Though I'm hoping there's a weekday evening we can find some dinner venue we can both easily metro to after work.
My Comic Con badge arrived on Wednesday. We should probably book our flights soon. My mom has actually managed to make arrangements with a friend for company that week, though my sister may get her friends to look in on her again as well.

ursamajor

I started writing about our May concert weeks ago, and then got caught up in the swell of all of our June concerts. Three down, two to go!

hyounpark's mom and sister came out for our May concert - they'd wanted to come for Bocelli, but we took a look at ticket prices and required hotels and were like "even for a once in a lifetime thing like this we cannot in good conscience ask you to shell out mid-four-figures for a weekend in Napa." So instead, they came out for the reprise of Here I Stand: Paul Robeson, which also included Jasmine Barnes' Sometimes I Cry, and Brahms' 2nd Symphony. The performance went well, and was recorded! So I'm looking forward to being able to share that when it's released.

We also stuffed ourselves silly that weekend, but it was a good chance to just hang out at Leonard and Sara's and be lazy and have family time. Takeout sushi from Miyozen and wings from Wingstop while we worked on puzzles; curries for dinner from House of Curries; an excellent Hunanese dinner at Wojia the following evening.

H might have been a little more strategic on the eating front; 36 hours after we were onstage at the Paramount, he ran Bay to Breakers. I happily raced him across the city on the train per usual; devoured soda bread and a ganache cold brew on the beach at Sunset Dunes while waiting for him to catch up.

After that, we launched straight into prep for Beethoven and the symphony gala fundraiser. While we were waiting to go onstage for the gala, my little corner of sopranos was by what was very clearly The Party Table at the fundraiser. Highly amusing. We made ABC News for like half a second, and I was mostly blocked by the piano; perils of being a short soprano, lol.

Beethoven's 9th last Friday was the official wrap on our season, and I'm glad our director said what he did about it in his introduction, referencing that Beethoven was writing it in a time of much upheaval; that no matter the challenges, in our community, we seek and elevate joy; that this is our calling as musicians. An die freude, indeed.

*

We're approaching six years out here in California, now; as of yesterday, celebrating 20 years together with

hyounpark. (25 years on LJ/DW, at least off and on.) It seems like the universe is recognizing it, nestling into that theme of growing community ties. Just in the last week alone:

- H and I went to an a cappella concert on Sunday at the Freight, and one of the musicians was a college classmate.
- one of the additional singers we brought on for B9? Turned out to be my elementary school music teacher, who now lives less than a mile away from us. She was like, "Oh my god, I was so strict in those years!" Me, ever the diplomat: "Eh, I'd call it orchestral." Everyone in listening distance cracked up.
- on my way to rehearsal on Tuesday, I ran into one of my biking friends as they were going into BART and I was coming up out of BART. I'm finally starting to run into people serendipitously more often!
- at bike brunch last Friday, one of my friends from the food writing class I took in March was at the cafe we'd ridden to, and apparently they bike too, so of course I invited them to join us on future rides.
- at the B9 concert, friends in the audience included new biking friends, old fandom friends, and even older elementary school friends.

And now, we just got a last-minute song added to our setlist for the Bocelli concerts this weekend about 45 minutes ago, so I go cram. And make sure my clothes are washed. And check the Wine Country weather. And overhydrate. And make sure of our carpool. And that I have coughdrops. And sunscreen. And shoes that are both concert-dress-appropriate and walkable for tromping across the vineyard grounds.

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: when it's dark, can this world revive

scrubjayspeaks

“I thought fairy rings were supposed to grow where tree stumps were rotting,” he said, gazing out over the field, “or spots where something dead and buried was decaying.” She looked up from where she had been closely examining a rough line of fruiting bodies, then she guided him over to one edge that gave a better view. She swept her arm out to indicate a long, one might say draconic, curve as of a tail joining a vast body, picked out in assorted mushrooms, and grimly said, “Yes, exactly.”

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LL#1267

tsuki_no_bara

hello my flist! my roommate has officially (if not entirely) moved out! by which i mean she left a lot of stuff in the kitchen, i think mostly food, and there's still some stuff in her bedroom and she seems to have left her coats but by and large she's out. she's coming back this weekend to clean (not sure what she expects to clean since i'll still be packing and my shit will be everywhere) and get the rest of her stuff but i now have space! so i can finish packing! so exciting! last weekend my sister and i measured my new place so i even know where everything is going to go. and i can bring my dining room table which is kind of a relief. i'm getting rid of two smaller bookcases - i listed them on facebook marketplace and they went like *that* - theoretically the woman who claimed them will come get them tomorrow - but everything else will fit. i really didn't want to get rid of my dining room table.

today because it was like 90º and we had the day off for juneteenth my sister and i went to ikea while my roommate moved out. we didn't get anything but i looked at new bookcases and coffee tables and my sister looked at armoires and i should have made her wait while i looked at lamps - there's no overhead light in either the living room or my bedroom in the new place - but part of me wants to move in first and then see what i need and where it will fit. ikea was CROWDED. which. well. it was exceptionally hot and a lot of people no doubt had the day off and what else are you going to do when it's brutally hot besides go where there's a/c? right? besides, ikea. :D

and then we went back to her house and had salad for dinner (god bless whole foods and their prepared foods department) and watched the first mission: impossible because last weekend after the measuring we went out for dinner and saw mission: impossible - the final reckoning which went on a bit too long in places but was overall a really good ride. it probably helps to have seen the previous mission: impossibles but i've seen maybe half of them and could still follow along. if it's your thing and you've seen dead reckoning part one i highly recommend it.

and then sunday and the rest of this week i packed around my roommate's shit and sorted kitchen stuff and tried to imagine what it will be like to not have to wait ten minutes for someone to get out of the bathroom when you desperately need to pee. yesterday was the monthly support staff lunch at work and there was hardly anyone there! it's been quiet all week altho to be fair it's the summer and summer is generally quiet.

last wednesday was the admin retreat which is really half a day of professional development (the most useful speakers were the two folks from campus police because they had actual information rather than the kind of vague info we got from the time management guy) (it's important to know who to call in an emergency) and half a day of social stuff. the theme this year was carnival - like carnival side shows like you get with the circus - so the social stuff this year was carnival games and bingo and general hanging out at the boat house. one of the admins a dressed up as a fortune teller and told us our fortunes and mine was that i would see a cute dog. and as we were walking back to the building i saw two - count 'em - cute dogs. this is a future i can totally get behind.

and the weekend before that (so like almost two weeks ago) was family graduations - cousins j&m's twins graduated from high school and while we missed the actual graduation (it was moved inside on account of rain and they didn't have enough seats for all the extended family) we went to the party and then cousin r of j&r got her phd and we went to that party. both parties on saturday! the twins first and then cousin r (whose party was going to be outside but did i mention the rain? torrential. so she moved it inside) and my mom even came up for all the celebrations. my sister had a brunch on sunday for cousins from the other side of the fam and that was fun too and then monday mom went home and my life was consumed with moving again.

and now it's HOT. i finally took the flannel duvet cover off my bed last night. it is the MIDDLE of JUNE. wtf.

in totally other news scientists have actually created the world's smallest violin. no word on whether or not it plays my heart bleeds for you.

was there something else i wanted to tell all you lovely people? i don't remember! us politics are a shitshow and we will not be rehashing them right now and serenity was on tv half an hour ago and i still really like it. resident alien is back and i still really like that. (speaking of things alan tudyk has been in. :D ) and i finally finished the rewatch of andor s1 and am on to s2! i've only seen the first ep tho so don't tell me what happens.

Current Mood: excited
Current Music: free guy

hagar_972

I'm alive, everything's fine. I mean, everything's clearly not fine, but.

mific

Going slowly with my into-a-bar fic, but meanwhile, I made art of Uhura from the mirror universe to celebrate Juneteenth day. Click through for the full size pic on AO3.

starandrea

Quarterly update!

I've started learning Cantonese, and it's approximately one hundred times easier than Mandarin (because I already know Mandarin; other language learners say learning Mandarin after Cantonese is comparable). It feels more like continuing than starting over.

Last week I reached 100 works on my Chinese AO3 account (none in Cantonese yet), a bit more than 100k words total, which tells you about how long they are. My English account has 248 works, and that's more than 6 million words.

English DW: 8779 entries
Chinese DW: 358 entries

♥ good books
Mastery: The Keys to Success and Long-Term Fulfillment, by George Leonard
This book is about how important the time between climactic moments is, or for language learners (it's not about language learning, but it was recommended in one of my language learning groups): why "the intermediate plateau" is life and we should learn to love it.

Meditations for Mortals: Four Weeks to Embrace Your Limitations and Make Time for What Counts, by Oliver Burkeman
This book is about why we don't have to respond to every demand for our attention in order to be a good person, and that knowing how to set a burden down is as important as knowing how to carry it. This was a spontaneous pick, and I expect to reread.

♥ good show
Murderbot, on Apple TV+
The Murderbot Diaries book series by Martha Wells is just as good, arguably better as there's more of it, and available in Chinese translation. Also as an audiobook read by Kevin R. Free in English, who is a perfect SecUnit narrator, and by an enthusiastic AI in Chinese, which is very funny.

♥ great pet accessory
Cooling blanket!!! Daphne says it's her favorite new toy in at least a day, and I'm glad I got the biggest one so we can both use it at the same time.

♥ new in the gardens
6 lupins, 5 roses, 4 weigela, some ferns and hostas and irises from friends and neighbors and the compost pile, a plethora of plant sale finds including more colors of bee balm than I knew existed (I thought it was red or pink but apparently there's also purple and allegedly "rose" which is... what color is that? I will find out if it lives long and strong enough to blossom). Poppies and sage and forget-me-nots, some Solomon's seal and geraniums and even pansies for community reasons.

For future reference, overwintering spring bulbs in garage planters did not work well, but moving overwintered canna and dahlia rhizomes from boxes by the front door to half-full pots in the garage during the early spring did work, somewhat to my surprise. Some had roots by the time I put them in the ground and some did not, but none sprouted early (at least none continued sprouting after being moved to the garage), and so far an intimidating number of them are up and swinging.

♥ new in the dollhouses
I used a chibi metal bookmark to make a couples' portrait for the music room, and then I found some lotus coasters I bought in Vermont last year during the eclipse and set up one as a backdrop for the flute/stand. Dragon earrings as wall-hangings are not as cool as I expected, but scrapbook quotes about the moon and stars as wallpaper make up the difference.

What else do I usually post about? Let's see... dog, writing, dollhouse, garden, language.

I guess that's it! In the world of challenges I'm enjoying

chenqing_100 and

fandom_empire, and looking forward to

battleshipex. In the world of sports the dog has joined me and Marci for some paddling and I think this might be the year she learns to swim. (Not really, but she fell in for the 4.5th time and for the first time did not freak out, so that's progress.)

And now, the weather.

虫洞的彼岸有这么一个地方，一个只有恋人才知道的地方
勇敢的、充满希望的、迷失的、忠诚的、也许就是我和你
你是否愿意和这些傻傻的梦想家一起来
我们称之为家园的星球希望能很快见到你
就在庇护月卫

"There's a place beyond the wormhole, a place that only lovers know
The brave, the hopeful, the lost, the true, maybe me and you
Won't you come with these fools and dreamers
To the planet we call home
We hope we'll see you soon on Sanctuary Moon"

atamascolily

Continuing to plow my way through Nero Wolfe novels wildly out of order: Fer-de-Lance, A Family Affair, Too Many Clients, Might As Well Be Dead, The Final Deduction, Murder by the Book, Three Witnesses. I don't understand how they decided what to put in the omnibus editions--Fer-de-Lance (1934) was in the same volume as novels from the 1950s, why?--but I'm grateful because it's helping me complete the set.

Incredible how Rex Stout just pantses his way through every time; it makes it tremendously difficult to guess the answer in advance when not even the author has a clue at the beginning (although it's significantly easier in the shorter works due to space constraints). Why do I even bother researching how to construct mysteries from scratch for casefic when I could just be making it up as I go along??

The other fun thing about Stout's corpus (apt choice of words for Nero Wolfe) is that you can see how technology and culture marches on, yet the core elements constant throughout. I jumped from the Depression to Nixon (you can tell Stout loathed Nixon) and yet somehow Archie Goodwin and Nero Wolfe are still detecting in real time over a 40 year period. The same thing happened with Sherlock Holmes, going from gaslamps to the eve of World War I, but it's still fascinating. Fer-de-Lance has a lot of Early Installment Weirdness, though, which makes sense, since it was the first book and Stout was still figuring out the formula; once he did, he churned them out with remarkable alacrity.

But lest you think I have done nothing but follow hard-boiled New York detectives for the last month, I've also branched out to Seishi Yokomizo, a 20th century Japanese writer who specialized in period mysteries, since I was able to find some of his stuff in English. Suffice to say it's a very different vibe but some things are still the same.

(I am probably going to end up writing a casefic soon, and so all of this is grist for the mill. But also, as I think I've mentioned before, I'm weirdly fascinated by mysteries as a genre, not so much for their contents, but their structure and characters.)

Also reading Ada Palmer's Inventing the Renaissance, which is non-fiction, but a) extremely funny, and b) explains so much about why the Terra Ignota series is Like That, actually. Highly recommended.

(it almost makes me want to re-read the Terra Ignota books again, but I'm not sure I can handle that right now - I have such a love/hate relationship with the series because on the one hand the premise is right up my ally but it also means dealing with the most unreliable narrator of all time (who I loathe) and a cast where it is extremely difficult by design to decide who to root for. Which is also true of history, and Palmer's approach to it, but I handle it better when we're talking about the Borgias or Machiavelli and not fiction for some reason.)

Volume 4 of Dinosaur Sanctuary is... okay, I guess? Still frustrated by the ongoing tension between what I want this manga to be and what it actually is. Also The Summer Hikaru Died V5 ended its latest arc and it feels like we didn't accomplish much, but damn if the volume didn't have another great ending, so I guess we'll see what happens--this is a manga that nails "atmosphere" but I'm not sure about "plot". TBD.

Also reading [REDACTED] for [REDACTED] which is a big project I can't talk about for a while, if ever, but has been filling me with so many feels and revelations, so there's that.

In other news, Crunchyroll dropped the final Thunderbolt Fantasy movie with NO ANNOUNCEMENT WHATSOEVER aside from a post on its newsblog, so, uh, way to promote your own shows there. I've already written about my feelings on tumblr, and it turns out I like the movie more than I expected based on the summaries from people who saw it in theaters, BUT I still posted the fix-it fic anyway. Anyway, I have watched it about 4 times all the way through and certain individual scenes way more than that.

missizzy

I think most federal employees are currently at least somewhat surprised that we actually got Juneteenth off. I know I spent much of yesterday waiting for Trump to issue the order cancelling it at the last minute, just to be extra spiteful. But I even got out 59 minutes early yesterday. Which was in fact a little awkward, since I had my first session for the D&D group I've newly managed to join at 6/6:30 in the Board Room, so I ultimately spent an extra hour walking around Clarendon, buying a new pill container and dental floss, and trying not to get rained on too much, before eating at the pizza joint that's has once again become my go-to place for such evenings, and thankfully the rain finally stopped before I went to the Board Room from there.
I wasn't sure going in whether I was going to retrieve my unused bard character or underused wild magic sorcerer character from my newly reaccessed D&D Beyond account, but the latter worked better with the campaign setting. I am now playing a version of Tara IsDrarren, a girl I originally created to come home from school and have an adventure in her native fishing village, that apparently never went home, and probably is not aware of her village's having been destroyed years ago. She doesn't even seem to be aware that the hareton she's currently traveling with (who survived said destruction) is also from that village. I've also made her about ten years older and currently thinking she wants to be a great hero, but I already suspect that dream's going to crash, and crash hard.
So far, I'm actually liking the dynamic at our table. We've already had a bit more inter-character roleplay than my last in-person group went for. There hasn't been too much chaos yet, but I'm sure that's coming in time. Mine's not the only character at that table crafted to stir it.

fred_mouse

Our Thursday night dinner has standardised to 'that's not miso soup'. It starts with homemade vegetable stock paste, hot water, and miso. And then we add an assortment of things, typically fish balls, diced tofu, soy beans, lotus root, chopped mushrooms. Sometimes we get fancy, and there is roasted and shredded nori, but often that is beyond me (Thursdays are a little bit 'mouse should minimise kitchen based risk behaviours', such that the nori might rather go up in flames; cutting the tofu is sometimes high risk, but some of that is because the knife is weirdly weighted and will end up blade up if you put it down wrong). Sometimes I remember that I'm supposed to put the broccoli stems in, or the kai-lan, or some other brassica that has miraculously appeared in the fridge.

For reasons that have to do with having dealt with three teenagers, fish balls are rationed; currently it is four per person.

For weeks, I've been singing 'and FOUR fish balls', always in the same tune, with the knowledge that I know what the tune is, but not remembering the context. Last week, I suddenly worked it out--it's from Tommy, to the line "(sure played) a mean pin ball". Mind, that's not going to stop me doing it, I'm even more amused at myself now I have the context.

chestnut_pod

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scrubjayspeaks

When she got the parrot, the shelter told her he had been found on the side of a highway, which sounded like the sort of charming tale meant to encourage a certain sort of person toward adoption of an otherwise questionable pet. It would have been a charming surprise when the bird started talking, if she had been able to understand him or even recognize the language. As it was, it took her ages to work out the strange land from which he had come, and the fae folk there never quite let her live down the fact that her pet spoke better than she did even after years among them.

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LL#1266

lotesse

going home this weekend for dad's memorial

runpunkrun

Hereditary rule, little gods, and the power of the printed word in a world very much like early 18th century England, only not. But this is really the story of a fatherless girl and her Horrible Goose as they spy, steal, and blackmail their way through a world still recovering from, or possibly on the edge of, civil war.

I got a bit bogged down in the middle where there were too many guys (gender specific) that I didn't care about having problems that I also didn't care about, but Hardinge's wonderful descriptive writing carried me through. She is so good at writing, you guys (gender neutral), and this has some especially brilliant descriptions of water and the various sounds it makes:

There was no escaping the sound of water. It had many voices. The clearest sounded like someone shaking glass beads in a sieve. The waterfall spray beat the leaves with a noise like paper children applauding. From the ravines rose a sound like the chuckle of granite-throated goblins.

And that's just the beginning. Every time she describes water, it's doing something different, a combination of words you've never before seen put in that order, but after a moment's thought it's obviously perfect. Her character work is excellent, too, though the POV of this book could best be described as "distant third person omniscient," and not really in a good way.

Contains: child harm, probably; animal harm; "gypsies" for some reason.

neekabe

I ended up answering a handful of work calls over the weekend. It wasn't a big deal because my plans were 'sew' but because of the afore mentioned eye issues, I was doing that in fits and spurts. But my boss told me to take Monday off in lieu which was nice.

It meant I had easy time to swing by the optometrist and get the prescription they made on Friday. I agree I shouldn't get a proper pair of glasses until things settle, but I figured I could look into getting a cheap pair of online glasses, because it's getting annoying.

Discovered that the main change is that the astigmatism went from -0.5 to -2.00 which is a significant change. And it's annoying because that was my 'good eye' for reading without my glasses on.

Anyways went to one of the online glasses places and discovered if I was willing to pick from a very limited selection and not t care about thin lenses, I could get a pair of glasses for $35, and that includes rush shipping and anti-glare coating. So those should be here next week and should help with the vague headaches lurking on the edges of my brain. I don't know how long it'll be before I see the specialist or how long this will be a valid prescription, but for $35 I don't have to wear them long to be worth it.

pandarus

(Thanks to NetGalley for access to an advance copy of All Of Us Murderers in exchange for an honest review)

https://www.amazon.co.uk/All-Us-Murderers-Kj-Charles/dp/1464227527

While the adage that you should never judge a book by its cover is generally good advice, in the case of “All Of Us Murderers” the cover art is an excellent guide to the contents of the book: a gloriously over the top piece of escapism created as a love letter to the genre.

This is an unrepentantly gothic confection, and it was, as anticipated, a wittily tropetastic delight rife with nefarious villains, misty moors, blood-drenched ruins, cursed fortunes, wide-eyed nubile heiresses and mysterious ghostly figures, ALL of which our hero (a precious ADHD cinnamon roll, and - provided one doesn’t find The Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name to be a source of wickedness - very much the white sheep of his unpleasant family) is desperately trying to avoid, bless him.

Zebedee Wyckham is the impoverished grandson of a successful gothic novelist, and having found himself once again between jobs he has unwisely accepted an invitation to pay a visit to a wealthy uncle whom he hasn’t seen in decades - only to find himself trapped in the most ghastly houseparty since…well, since the LAST hilariously ghastly (and murderous) house party to grace the pages of a KJ Charles novel.

Finding that the lover whom he inadvertently ruined a year ago is now working as his uncle’s secretary comes as a mortifying shock, but this is the least of the unwelcome surprises that his uncle’s faux-gothic home has in store.

Zeb may be the innocent Cinderella figure amongst the variously unpleasant scions of the Wyckham family, but he’s no fool: having grown up on the works of Mrs Radcliffe, Horace Walpole and his own respected ancestor, Zeb can spot a gothic novel cliche at fifty paces and he has absolutely no intention of ending up sacrificed on a pagan altar, walled up in a cellar, drowned in a well or otherwise disposed of: think “Scream”, but make it gay and a period piece.

He is, in short, the polar opposite of Austen’s Catherine Morland: far from imagining spectral figures and dark secrets where none exist, Zeb is a pragmatic soul with a kind (if battered) heart who wasn’t born yesterday & has no interest in rushing headlong into danger if it can possibly be avoided.

Can Zeb escape the unwelcome attentions of the various spectral figures, blackmailers, marriageable heiresses and spider-filled rooms that await him at Lackaday House, and persuade his bitter ex to forgive him for past offences?

(Of course he can! This isn’t LitFic! You know that the starcrossed lovers will escape the villains’ clutches in the nick of time, foil their iniquitous plans, and finally achieve their happily ever after - but it’s still *thoroughly* enjoyable watching KJ Charles get them there.)

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Vegetable gardening!

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i am a leaf on the wind!

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Mirror Uhura

"life's too short and time is flying, I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine" (mimi, rent)

mid-June media update

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Accidental filk

My own TEW creations

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Fly By Night, by Frances Hardinge

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