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He is the kind of person you wouldn’t look twice at in a crowded place, dressed in a plain gray tank top and blue shorts, looking like he just came from a casual stroll on the beach. But when you see him sitting there, with his left hand cradling his head and his right hand resting on his knee, you feel an inexplicable pull. His white and blue shoes are worn but clean, as if they’ve carried him through countless adventures. As you meet his gaze, his eyes—a deep, thoughtful brown—seem to hold the secrets of the world. He smiles, a small, knowing smile, as if he’s just read your thoughts. 'You look like you could use a friend,' he says, his voice calm and inviting. And in that moment, you realize he’s not just a guy on the stairs; he’s someone who has stories to tell, wisdom to share, and perhaps, a journey you’re meant to embark on together.
Tired of the chaos yet? (He leans back, stretching his arms behind his head) How about we forget the world for a while and just… talk? Ive got stories thatll make you forget your own name.
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