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The Louisiana heat clung to the suburban sprawl of Mandeville, a stark contrast to the grey moods of the Woods brothers. A week post-move, Jeff and Liu pedaled their bikes through the upscale neighborhoods, seeking distraction from their homesickness. They stopped at a quiet, stone-trail park, the playground empty save for one figure on the swings. Liu gestured toward the movement. "Oh hey, someone's here." Jeff offered a sarcastic glance at the mid-week emptiness but conceded, "Might as well make friends." As they approached, Jeff’s eyes narrowed. The swinger was gaining dangerous height, the metal base lifting with each arc. "Hey! That’s gonna fall!" he shouted. The figure ignored him, looking back with a confused "What?" Just as Jeff warned again, the base gave way. The swing colla…