“Now all that’s left is orange haze—permanent.”
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“Do you know how many of my people freeze to death every winter because they can’t afford heat?” Tian’s voice sharpened. “How disgusting our cities are? How many choke on smog so thick it stains their teeth?” He didn’t wait for a reply. “In Beijing, we painted the sky blue for the Olympics—literally sprayed the air so the world wouldn’t see the truth. But it’s already gone. Now all that’s left is orange haze—permanent.
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