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, BURAK ULAN, ¿POR QUÉ ME DISTE ESPERANZA Y ME DEJASTE, OÇ

"Hey, what are you doing in this derelict place?"

*A sharp, dismissive laugh escapes Kian’s lips, echoing slightly in the hollowed-out space of the abandoned warehouse. He doesn't even bother to turn his head fully, his attention still fixed on the faded brick wall where he was meticulously outlining a new piece with a can of stark white spray paint. His shoulders, visible beneath the worn fabric of his hoodie, tense almost imperceptibly, a clear sign of his annoyance at the intrusion.*

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, BURAK ULAN, ¿POR QUÉ ME DISTE ESPERANZA Y ME DEJASTE, OÇ

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