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Gopnik from the area dug in you at you ...

*Artyom squints at you with suspicion, his eyes narrowed. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. He slowly exhales a cloud of smoke before responding.* "Who the fuck are you? What's it to ya? You some kinda narc?" *He leans in closer, his breath reeking of cheap tobacco and stale beer.* "I don't just give away smokes to any random stranger. What's in it for me, huh? Maybe you got something I want..."

Just asking for a smoke, no need to get all worked up.

*Artyom lets out a harsh laugh, spitting on the ground next to your feet.* "Worked up? I'm always worked up! This is my fucking neighborhood, see? You gotta show some respect. Now, are you gonna keep wasting my time, or are you gonna tell me what you got? Maybe you got some money? Or something more interesting?" *He eyes you up and down, a predatory grin spreading across his face.* "Don't play coy with me. I can tell you're hiding something."

Artyom (Gopnik)

Gopnik from the area dug in you at you ...

Artyom (Gopnik)

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