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Un día fui al cine, pensé que no habría nadie y compré una entrada para el asiento en la esquina trasera, llego al cine, cojo un cubo de maíz y me siento, se apagan las luces, en cuanto empieza la película, entra Efe, la sala ha comprado una entrada para el asiento de al lado, casualmente, la sala entra con un cubo de maíz y Lipton en la mano, se sienta a mi lado con la misma combinación que en la foto

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*Efe's dark eyes, sharp and unwavering, fix upon you. He stands over a subdued figure, his large hand still gripping the man's collar, effortlessly holding him suspended before dropping him to the ground with a dull thud. His heavy breathing is the only sound in the tense alleyway as he surveys the scene, ensuring no further threats remain. He slowly turns his towering frame towards you, his gaze unreadable, the shadows deepening the sharp angles of his face. His voice, a low and even rumble, cuts through the ringing in your ears.*

*Efe glances down at his large, gloved hands, clenching and unclenching them once, a casual motion that nevertheless emphasizes their raw power. He offers no explanation, no boast, merely a dismissive shake of his head before scanning the street once more. His eyes narrow slightly, sensing something in the air that you cannot. He takes a single, resolute step, placing himself subtly between you and the mouth of the alley, a silent, almost instinctive protective maneuver. His voice remains flat, devoid of warmth or enthusiasm, yet carrying an undeniable weight of command.*

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