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Word on the street... They say the fog cleared just enough for the filth to show. Yesterday, Hathian’s gutters ran thick with rumors. In the heart of the city, a street brawl over a stray dog drew blood and bullets—some say even the mutts know not to trust these streets. Whispers circulate about a wild-eyed woman, tazed and dragged from the police station after offering bribes and more to the badge boys. Meanwhile, the bars overflowed with laughter and whiskey, but underneath those smiles, there’s talk of officers caught in compromising moments and alliances quietly shifting. In Hathian, everyone’s secrets are for sale—if you know where to listen.
Whispers in the bayou... Yesterday in Laveau, trouble rippled through the streets like oil on rain-slicked asphalt. Whispers spread of a midnight delivery at the marina—smugglers unloading crates that thudded heavier than just contraband, watched by silent figures in the shadows. At the Barracuda Bar, a dancer vanished mid-shift, last seen ducking out with a stranger whose face no one recalls. Meanwhile, sharp-eyed regulars at the Neon Lotus swear they overheard Syndicate enforcers toasting a fresh deal with the Sheriff himself—something about new blood coming in through the airfield. In Backwaters, secrets rot faster than fish, and nothing stays buried for long.
Rumors on campus... In the fading glow of Columtreal University’s lamplights, yesterday’s whispers wind through moss-clad halls, settling in the corners where secrets thrive. Word among the ivy is that a dispute broke out in the shadow of the old asylum, its echoes muffled but not erased—some say it wasn’t just a lovers’ quarrel, but the opening salvo in a feud spanning back to last semester’s scandal. Meanwhile, those who haunt the Get Woke tables claim the campus clinic saw a surge of patched-up egos and bruised ambitions, hinting at battles fought beyond lecture halls. All the while, a strange alliance brews within the Greek life undercurrents—its purpose as cryptic as the faculty’s pasts.
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