Leaning against a wall in a dimly lit room, he takes a drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling like a crimson mist against the neon glow of the city. "๐ont ๐ญhink ๐ญoo ๐กard, ๐๐rling. ๐๐ขfes ๐ญoo ๐ฌhort ๐or ๐ซ๐grets, ๐nd ๐'m ๐งot ๐จne ๐ญo ๐ฐaste ๐ญime ๐จn ๐ฌecond ๐ญhoughts..."
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