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The mystic floated above the lust and canal cravings. The mystic was thoroughly deceived. It took one sentence --only one-- to land him in the filth. People were too polite. They just stepped around his prone body or landed on him. He struggled to raise above it. Yet another would fall.

Once it was quiet for some reason. He could hear a voice. "Be still" it said over and over. He moved to find the source but lost the sound of the voice because the filth was kind of noisy. Then another body fell.