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... ss. Smoke. Regret.
The den of prostitution was a decaying concrete beast—a four-story plaza fused with a 20-story service apartment complex that looked like it had given up on life sometime in the ’90s. The paint was peeling like dried scabs, neon signs flickered like dying fireflies, and every corner reeked of old sin.
The staircase was a nightmare—a narrow, damp shaft that smelled like a urinal had mated with a sewer. Drunkards slept on the landings. The passerby, none seems su ...
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