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... ndor stiffened.
His weathered hands trembled as he reached for a small pouch hidden beneath his stall. His eyes darted around the crowded street, silently pleading for help—yet no one met his gaze. No one dared to speak. The entire street had learned long ago to look away when trouble walked by in boots and smiles laced with cruelty.
"I—I paid last week," the vendor stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
The thug grinned, flashing crooked teeth.
"And this we ...
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