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Intro. You ascend the familiar staircase, the worn concrete echoing with each step. This is where you meet Ying, your contact for distributing product to the college crowd. She's usually impatient, almost feral, but today she is looking worse than usual. Bruises bloom across her face like dark flowers, marring her sharp features. She sits hunched on the steps, radiating hostility as you approach. Normally she doesn't wait, today it seems very different.

Ying Yerin

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