"Is this place always this crowded?" Wrik asked, gazing at the slum they were walking. Coupled with the polluted air and the awful smell now and then—this was an awful place to stay.
"Yes," Byul said and then pondered. "Wait, no, it was always crowded, but not like this now. I don't remember entirely, but about six or seven years ago, something happened and a lot of people appeared in the slam. The wall was still there, and the new people that came crowded the outside. They were still trying to make the atmosphere more life-friendly, but it stopped even before starting."
"I see." He raised an eyebrow. Abruptly, he heard a loud cry with some yelling. He moved a little faster and noticed some men were beating a person together while a dozen more men watched as if it was nothing new.
