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... ldings were perfect havens for outlaws to gather. Neglected buildings and rejected people lean on each other, filling each others voids.
Today, in a deserted building, a predator of the urban jungle was calculating his loot.
Number 2 laughed broadly at the sight of a small glass bottle filled with golden powder.
Kehehe. Jackpot. Well done, Number 1.
The bottle wasnt all that large. It was so small that if one stuck their index finger in, it would touch the bottom ...
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