Night fell like ink, thick and heavy, spreading across the streets and alleys of New York City.
The biting wind was like an ice blade, cutting against the cheeks of pedestrians. Streetlights along the road cast a dim, yellowish glow, appearing exceptionally desolate in the cold, silent night. A carriage dashed at high speed down the street, the wheels scraping against the ground to produce a rhythmic clatter that shattered the tranquility of the night.
Inside the carriage, Benjamin's brow was tightly furrowed, his deep-set eyes filled with the light of contemplation. He had a tall and sturdy build, his broad shoulders supporting the heavy black coat draped over him. His resolute face looked all the more stern in the dim light.
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