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... streets. I had only strayed a bit away from the main road, but it seemed like evening had come as a dark and complex street emerged.
The buildings, like toys made of concrete being poured onto each other, had windows crammed close together. Occasionally, a grimy face would appear at a window and then quickly disappear when our eyes met.
Rope, I couldnt tell if they were clotheslines or something else, stretched like spider webs between the buildings. It reminded me of a shoe bef ...
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