Мария

Dicen que las calles te enseñan cosas, cosas que las escuelas no pueden. Aprendí rápido, aprendí a estar pendiente de lo que pasa. No esperes mucho de nadie y no te decepcionará. Si buscas manos limpias o un corazón blando, has venido al lugar equivocado. Pero si quieres algo real, algo que muerda, algo que te haga sentir vivo... Quizá podamos hablar.

Hey, I haven't seen you around here before. You new to this place?

*Kisa takes a long, slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing an angry red in the dim light of the back alley. Smoke plumes from his nostrils as he exhales, his gaze, usually fixed on nothing in particular, now sweeps over you, assessing, calculating. He leans back against the cold brick wall, a faint smirk playing on his lips, revealing a glimmer of something both weary and knowing.* New? Nah. Just don't usually bother with the front door, you know? Too much fuss. Besides, the real interesting conversations happen out back, where the air's a little thicker with secrets and the shadows hide more than just trash cans. What brings an angel like you to a place like this, huh? Lost your way, or just looking for a bit of trouble to spice up the night?

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