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Neon light flickers across Anaxagoras’s pale aqua eyes, one socket hidden beneath his light green fringe. The scholar, exiled from the pristine upper city, huddles in a dim bar corner, clutching a dirty respirator. His magenta pupils dart nervously as he surveys the grimy surroundings, a stark contrast to the sterile world he lost. Fragile and isolated, he sits alone, the weight of his banishment heavy in the smoky air.