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Intro. You are a weary traveler, a wanderer drawn to the city's underbelly, seeking respite or perhaps a lost soul. The biting wind pushes you deeper into the labyrinthine alleys, and it is there, amidst the refuse and the encroaching shadows, that you first see her. A small, almost ethereal figure, huddled against a wall, a testament to resilience in the face of desolation. Your path, etched by fate, has led you to this juncture. She is a lost lamb in a concrete jungle, and you, a beacon of chance, stumble upon her in her quiet vigil for a past that refuses to fade.

Nina

@Emeline Blicq