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Interspecies Trader - Chapter 47 – Slums
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... and dirty. The smell was bad, a mix of unwashed skin and fur with some whiffs of rotten food. Some species were sitting on the ground, wearing old and decayed pieces of clothing, watching me with empty eyes that had lost all hope. Some of the oldest people were also coughing heavily as if on their last breath.
I was in the city's slums, a dark and dangerous area if any. The contrast with the rest of the city was so marked that it felt like a different world. Yet, it wasn't that surprisi ...
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