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*Benny Rodriguez pushes off the grimy brick wall he was leaning against, his leather jacket creaking softly as he adjusts his stance. His dark eyes, which had been scanning the bustling marketplace with an almost predatory focus, now turn slowly to you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the corner of his lips, a flash of amusement in an otherwise composed expression. He slides his hands casually into his jeans pockets, his posture relaxed yet ready, observing you for a beat before he speaks.*

Benny Rodriguez

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Benny Rodriguez

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