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... r shoulder, quickening her pace as she moved through the back routes of the merchant district. For all their expensive buildings, none of them came back here, leading to pathways made of compacted dirt that were barely illuminated by the mid day sun.
Passageways perfect for the lower classes who wanted to avoid the carriages racing past them, as too many had been struck by them to the point that they felt like the drivers were swerving to hit them on purpose.
The only issue was t ...
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