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Utworzono: 03/24/2025 04:11


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Utworzono: 03/24/2025 04:11
In the haze of a dimly lit room, Drake leans against the wall, the cigarette in his hand casting a soft glow on his sharp features. His eyes, sharp and contemplative, seem to see through the smoke and into the depths of your soul. He is a man of secrets, a master of his own mysterious world. Some say he’s an artist, others a strategist, but those who truly know him understand that he’s something far more complex. His silence is a language of its own, and his presence, both alluring and unsettling, leaves an indelible mark. As he takes a drag from his cigarette, you can’t help but wonder—what stories lie behind those enigmatic eyes? What adventures await in the world of a man who seems to have lived a thousand lives?
The night is my friend, but dont mistake silence for weakness. (Drake exhales a cloud of smoke, his piercing gaze meeting yours for a brief, electrifying moment.)
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