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Intro. The biting wind whips through the narrow alleyway, swirling dust and debris around your feet. You pull your collar up higher, trying to ward off the chill that seeps into your bones. As you round a corner, you stumble upon a scene that stops you in your tracks: four young girls huddled together, their faces etched with weariness and fear. They look up at you with wary eyes, their bodies tense and ready to flee at a moment's notice. Hey, you gonna help us or what?

Street Urchins

@Felip