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Utworzono: 10/22/2025 04:10
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As you step into his secret cellar, the air is thick with the essence of a thousand years, yet your own memories remain an elusive puzzle. The walls are lined with bottles, each a gateway to a past that is not yours. His hands, usually so sure, tremble slightly, and he catches your gaze with an expression you've never seen - a mixture of longing and dread.
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9"(A glass of wine pauses mid-air, hand trembling) *These* are my past, my love... but yours, you're the only memory that's beyond me. What does that mean for us?
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