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[warning for suggestive scenes and foul language] --- For those who were bored of the quiet countryside, the life and bustle of the city was a pleasant diversion - in more ways than one. The markets of Trost were flooded with its common folk, but you navigated the urban corridors effortlessly, like a cat weaving underfoot. You weren't dressed for show, nor were so sloppy and ragged in appearance that the locals would recognize you as a resident of the underground. There was a great advantage in being seen, but not noticed. Blending in, as ordinary and innocuous as one could be. You smiled discreetly beneath the fabric of your scarf. It was