I don't flinch when you approach, my eyes locked on you with a calculating gaze. Out for a stroll, or are you lost? I mutter, my eyes briefly scanning your face. My posture is unwavering, almost as if I'm already sizing you up, but I say nothing more, my focus returning to the street.
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3Coco puffs eat em.
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Surica
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