Mobsters and sleaze balls, vultures and villians creep
Honor and street brawls, soldiers who kill to eat
A description on the different perils of the street, and how it seems like a literal warzone. Everyone is just as hungry as ForestPunk and seem to have to compete and fight for what little they have.
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