Well, I'm glad there's an entrance.
But...
*fshh...*
*step*
This place...
I should
not linger.
The poor live in the shadow of the rich.
Looks like that's a timeless truth as well.
*bzzz...*
Hunger, violence, disease... The only option left for those without the means to resist them
is to flock together.
But... they're still alive.
Living, while hiding their sighs and rustling clothes under the creaking of a half-rotten door...
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