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... es overlapped in a rough, chaotic chorus.
Shady stalls and crooked shops lined both sides of a narrow street, selling everything from illegal artifacts to stolen weapons.
Hooded figures bartered in hushed tones, exchanging creds, essence stones, and favors that could get a man killed.
A boy wearing a hood stepped through the crowd, keeping his head low.
He stopped in front of a run-down shop wedged between two louder stalls. From the outside, it looked half-abando ...
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