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... erie movements stirred in the alleyways and shadows.
Whir.
I took out my standard-issue pistol and spun it around my finger. I had to make it clear I was armed—otherwise, some foolish vagrant might try to approach. Not that I particularly enjoyed resorting to such crude displays of force.
The lower-district folk adorned themselves roughly, exuding an air of violence. Many were obsessed with flaunting their aggression, to a vulgar degree. There was a reason for it. In this ...
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