Liam walked down the street. The widest in the city, but at the moment, the most full. Chickens clucking, the sweet song of vendors for their pies or starch or stockings, housewives quarreling, a messenger in livery, his letter bag over his shoulder, scowling at how hard his passage was.
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Date: 2022-08-22 02:12 am (UTC)