There is a call to prayer at 04.11. At 04.12 another joins it, closer, filling in all the spaces. By 04.16 they have been replaced by the call and response volleys of packs of wild dogs. As the longest memories are governed by instincts, they embrace their inner wolf.
At 04.59 a church bell rings a few times at the pace it takes to tilt on its axis and let the stamen hit the rim. Then the dogs return, briefly.
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