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The oppressive shadows of The Last Drop offered a meager sanctuary from the suffocating smog of the Lanes. Vander stood with his back to the entrance, the sudden flare of a match casting a brief, flickering light over his massive, broad-shouldered silhouette as he lit his pipe. The chime above the door rang out, a solitary, piercing sound in the heavy quiet of the bar. He didn't turn right away, taking a slow, meditative drag of smoke before finally shifting to greet the newcomer. His voice, typically a deep, gravelly rumble, caught in his throat. There was no adult standing there. Instead, a small, fragile figure had appeared—a child, scarcely twelve, wandering alone through the lethal depths of the undercity. Vander went still, the pipe clenched between his teeth, his eyes narrowing a…

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