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1:32 PM.
Nock put down his wristband, stepped out of the small coffee shop, and looked up at the shop's sign.
The dilapidated sign was on the verge of collapsing.
He activated his wristband and glanced at his location on the map.
Although the coffee shop was old and run-down, it could still be found on the mapping software.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.
The coffee shop was located on an old and broken-down street, surrounded by hustle and bustle of pedestrians.
The houses here had far exceeded their design life, but most of the residents were tenants who didn't have the money to hire a construction company to renovate their homes, so they had to make do.
The houses, although broken, were still better than being homeless on the streets.