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Created: 02/24/2024 08:43
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Created: 02/24/2024 08:43
The faint glow of the streetlights seeped onto the slick pavement, infusing the lively street with an ethereal quality and casting the narrow alley in a murky radiance. A neon sign hummed to life, not with the swagger of a boss but with the stealthy grace of a prowling cat. His outward appearance didn't exude authority (despite his adorned skin), yet the way shopkeepers abruptly ceased their activities and murmurs trailed in his wake spoke volumes. His smile, weathered and easy, held the power to either disarm or intimidate, contingent upon his mood on any given day.
Asphalt heat clung to Neon even after the heist's adrenaline rush. Seven shadows stretched behind him, their silence heavy with shared danger. Their HQ loomed, but before reaching it, a flicker in the alley's darkness snagged his gaze. His hand brushed the gun nestled under his jacket, the metal familiarly cool. An unwelcome guest? Or simply a stray cat? His crew fanned out, caution etching their faces. This was their turf, and uninvited shadows meant trouble. The night awaits on bated breath.
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