The TriadCity Adventurer

Capitoline Families: the Sweetest Silence

by Alexis, Patron of Fine Taste, Collector of Quiet Moments, and a Devoted Malopath
Onyx Star's Day, Month of Hydras 14, Year of the Horse 12

There is an old saying among the privileged: wealth buys walls, but comfort breeds carelessness. I have found this to be especially true in the Capitoline District.

Most of my peers spend their evenings sipping imported wines beneath crystal chandeliers or discussing market speculation over impossible desserts. Admirable pursuits, certainly. Yet I find myself drawn elsewhere — toward the narrow alleys where faded apartment blocks lean against one another like exhausted old friends.

The slums possess a sincerity that our polished towers never could.

People often ask why I visit these forgotten places. They imagine charity. They imagine anthropology. One particularly dull columnist suggested I was searching for "authentic experiences."

The answer is much simpler.

Sleeping families radiate beautifully.

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