It was evening time, maybe around 6PM and on a busy street in Freedom City which was not exactly in the high class part of the city and neither was it in the slum.
On that street in which carriages could be seen driving to and fro and well-to-do pedestrians walked on the sidewalk in an orderly manner, a strange sound could be heard that would not normally be associated with this location in the city.
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The people on the street, many of whom seemed to be on their way back home after a stressful day at work were staring at a ragged and dirty individual who was walking on the sidewalk with a very dark look on his(her? it? The person was so dirty that it was hard to tell the gender) face and was mumbling something under its breath.