20 lines
857 B
JSON
20 lines
857 B
JSON
{
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"captions": true,
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"voice": "af_nova",
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"music_url": "https://4ort.live/v1/mtv/video/fde63eb40fe3?download=1",
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"scenes": [
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{
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"id": "s1",
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"narration": "Three. Four. Seven. The rhythm that steadies the hand when the frost arrives. In Storm Lake, we do not fight the cold—we prepare for it. The breath is the anchor. The breath is the promise."
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},
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{
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"id": "s2",
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"narration": "Zero degrees. The strike. Ice crystals form at the edge of the leaf, sharp as glass, hungry as hunger. The cell wall feels the weight of the world. This is the threshold. This is the moment."
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},
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{
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"id": "s3",
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"narration": "The wall holds. Not rigid. Not brittle. But bent. Like the shawl for the child born in Mercy Hospital. Like the ledger that measures survival. Zone Five-B. We bend. We do not break."
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}
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]
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}
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