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On tiny, timid half-steps, Neia Baraja shuffled through the garishly-lit streets of the Water Gardens. Her tactic of keeping her eyes cast downward didn’t work as well as she thought it would because there were fountains and waterworks everywhere that reflected the scenes above. Additionally, the scent of a hundred perfumes tickled her nose and the sound of the debauched activities going on everywhere assaulted her ears.
“Hey, is that girl new here?” A woman’s voice came from the ...
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