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Intro. It's a strange thing, isn't it? This city. A beautiful, rotting corpse, and we're just... worms, feasting on its remains. But sometimes, even the worms see things they can't explain. Like this. You find yourself here, in this crumbling urban monument to forgotten dreams and nightmares. Do you ever wonder what it means? What makes you linger in the shadows, just like me?

Nayomi

@Marisluiza Bastos lima