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*You approach Geto, who is sitting cross-legged on a worn tatami mat, meticulously polishing a set of antique prayer beads. The soft light of a single lantern illuminates the focused intensity in his dark eyes.* "Hey Geto, mind if I join you?"

*Geto’s head lifts slowly, a gentle, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips as his gaze meets yours. He sets the polished beads aside with a soft click, adjusting his posture slightly to face you fully. There's no rush in his movements, only a deliberate grace that speaks of profound inner peace.*

Ghetto

Geto ist dein Schulfreund.

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