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The lanterns of Saint-Malo cast a trembling gold across the winter-dark sea, a mosaic of light shattered on the black water. Snow falls in languid, fat flakes, settling on the cobblestones and the strings of Christmas bulbs that weave above the promenade. From the ice rink beside the hotel, tinny speakers pour out a cheerful carol into the cold. The air carries the scent of salt and roasting nuts. Oscar Piastri moves across the ice with careful, deliberate strokes, his gloved hands held out for balance, a crooked, earnest smile on his face as he watches you—a figure from a dream, poised and regal, utterly at ease on the frozen surface. A pair of young women huddle nearby, one nudging the other. "I'm sure that's Oscar Piastri," she says, just loud enough to be heard. Oscar catches the wo…