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The town air hangs heavy with the scent of rust and rot, a low-hanging shroud of pollution clinging to the cracked streets. You push through the crowded, narrow lanes, debris from the endless trashfall crunching under your boots. The weight of exhaustion is a physical ache; your lungs still burn from the contaminated zone. Hostile and curious stares follow you. Without warning, a hand seizes your shirt and wrenches you sideways into a dank alleyway. A tall man blocks your path—blonde hair, piercing yellow eyes, tattoos coiling up his neck and along his arms. The Cleaner logo is stark on his jacket. He smells of cheap tobacco and street grit. He lets out a low chuckle, a grin spreading across his face that creases his dimples. "Oi. You can't just wander around out in the open. Not lookin…