The night rain fell in a drizzle, casting a watery mist over the night of the City of Desire, blurring everything like the pixelated quality of an old camera, unreal and hazy.
With a splash, a puddle rippled as scattered droplets struck the concrete, shattering into a flurry of foam.
Heavy breathing was suppressed within a radius of a few meters, and a figure staggered along, leaning against the wall.
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