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... The damp streets glistened under weak, flickering streetlights, and the stale scent of old beer and piss lingered in the air. Groups of men loitered near alleyways and outside dingy shops, their voices low, their eyes sharp, following him like predators sizing up prey.
One group, huddled near a broken lamppost, stopped mid-conversation as Noah passed. Their laughter faded, replaced by a cold silence.
"Hey, you!" one of them barked, his voice cutting through the muffled hum of the ...
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