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... shone as brightly as ever, but this brightness only illuminated the decay.
*The feeling was akin to watching a flower wither bit by bit in front of your eyes, every bit of decay so clear and visible.*
The desolate streets were littered with garbage, sparse pedestrians scattered about, and the few passersby all appeared to be in a foul mood.
An old man and a butcher were arguing at the street corner, the butcher puffing out his beard and glaring, while the old man kept co ...
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