The darker streets of Astoria buzzed with a chaotic energy, shouts and curses filling the air.
Merchants hawked their wares from rickety stalls, their voices hoarse from hours of yelling. "Fresh fish! Get your fresh fish here!" one bellowed, the stench of his rotten produce wafting through the crowd.
Nearby, a woman with wild eyes thrust a handful of wilted herbs at passersby, insisting they held magical properties.
Amidst this tumult, a hooded figure weaved through the throng, his steps quick and purposeful. In his grasp was a folded sheet of paper.
His dark cloak billowed behind him as he dodged elbows and shouldered his way past arguing citizens.
"Watch where you're going, you blind bat!" a burly man shouted as the figure brushed past him.
"Blind? I'll show you blind, you overgrown ox!" his companion retorted, shoving the first man hard.
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