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November 19, 2025

Word on the street... Hathian’s streets bled chaos yesterday, shadows swirling thicker than bayou fog. Word is, a gang-fueled brawl at Slim Goodies Diner left blood on the pavement and more than one badge battered—whispers say the line between gang and cop blurred beneath flashing lights, with knives flashing and orders drowned by screams. Some say a notorious troublemaker slipped through cuffs with a twisted grin, the city’s finest struggling to keep order while their own turned brutal in the back alleys. Meanwhile, desperate eyes watched as paramedics defied the blues, refusing to choose sides—just patch the wounded and pray the city’s hunger spares them another night.

October 27, 2025

Whispers in the bayou... Another night slid through the rotten teeth of Laveau, and the bayou whispered secrets between the slick brick alleys. Word dripped from the marina that someone snuck illicit cargo off a battered trawler—boxes that glowed faint in the dark, guarded by men who didn’t blink at gunfire. Meanwhile, at the Barracuda, an argument between a wildcard regular and a Syndicate hardcase left a shattered glass and more than one black eye for the floor to clean up. And atop the old jazz bar’s balcony, a shadow broker met with desperate souls, peddling rumors that the Penitentiary’s silence is about to break. Watch your back—Laveau’s hungry.

November 19, 2025

Rumors on campus... In the shadowed heart of Columtreal University, rumors crept like ivy over crumbling brick. Yesterday, voices slithered from the mossy walks—word is, someone traded more than wisdom for a late-night favor at Grinder’s Dispensary, and the haze wasn’t all from the smokeware. Over at Witch Way Alley, a flicker of candlelight drew a crowd; some say a midnight ritual left strange symbols chalked across the alley stones by dawn. Meanwhile, the campus clinic’s lights burned long, with a suspected rendezvous behind drawn curtains. In Columtreal, secrets bloom in the dark, and no one leaves the day unmarked.

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