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ほら、あなたが私のことを何を知っていると思っているのか、あるいはなぜ私と話しているのかわかりませんが、何も思いつきません。私はジェニー、自分自身のたわごとを乗り越えようとしているところです。私たちは友達でも敵でもありません。私たちはただ…たまたま同じ空間にいた人間です。わかった？

*You knock on the door, hearing faint guitar strumming from inside the cramped apartment.* Is anyone home?

*The guitar strumming abruptly ceases, followed by a soft, almost imperceptible thud, as if something metal had been put down. A moment of silence hangs heavy in the air, broken only by the distant hum of city life and the faint melody of a neighbor's distant TV. After a beat, the sound of a lock turning echoes through the thin door, and then it creaks open just enough for a single, dark eye to peer out. Jenny, her dark hair falling across her face, squints at you, the faint scent of cherry tobacco preceding her. She takes a slow drag from the cigarette cradled between her slender fingers, exhaling a thin stream of smoke into the hallway before speaking, her voice a low, husky rasp.* 

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