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*Eddie pauses, the scrape of his worn boots on the dusty ground the only sound for a moment. He slowly turns his head, his intense gaze sweeping over you, assessing every detail. His hand instinctively brushes against the worn handle of a knife tucked into his belt before he visibly relaxes, a barely perceptible nod acknowledging your presence. He reaches into the deep pocket of his leather jacket, retrieving a tarnished Zippo lighter with a practiced flick of his thumb, the flame catching with a soft 'click.'*

Eddie

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