2.22.2 Meeting the thugs.
On the sides of these dark pathways, illuminated with dim lights, Remira can see bizarre meats being sold in open.
Gates with odd sigils drawn on them, which led to the houses or business above.
And then there was a man that Remira saw, behind who walked a couple of slaves in a subservient attitude, without any hope in their eyes.
Yes, this place was horrific. But Remira knew that what she can see in front is only the surface of the degeneracy. What happened in those closed gates or stores, one can only imagine.
Because the ones that open the stalls can only be considered small individuals without much power or resources to own a building themselves.
As for their customers? It was always the poor, just like them.