The night was deep, and the street was empty, but a person still found the time to visit the underground bar where only scoundrels and outcasts gathered. The carriage stopped at the inconspicuous corner and quickly drove away after a person slipped out.
It was the part of the city, that the sane person wouldn't willingly visit yet it was the best gathering place because the city guards tended to ignore it so as not to bring additional troubles and work for themselves. It smelled like rotten food that hadn't been thrown away for a few days, the odour of animal waste and sewage violating the noses of passersby.
