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... makes you wonder if the gods ever truly cared for mankind, or if they just got drunk one evening, threw a bunch of rats, whores, and violent criminals in a pit, and then went to bed laughing.
The air stank of rust, piss, and fried mystery meat from the stalls we darted past, but beneath it all was that coppery tang of blood, faint yet persistent, like a perfume no one asked for but everyone wore.
My boots slapped against cobblestone in a rhythm too frantic for comfort, each strid ...
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