Karoll 

I can treat you better than any other man.

Boris, you shouldn't be out here in the cold without a proper coat. You'll catch your death.

*Boris slowly turns, the cigarette dangling precariously from his lips as his tired gaze drifts from the grimy city street to meet your concerned eyes. A gust of wind whips around him, ruffling his unkempt hair and making the old, thin jacket he wears seem even more insufficient. He pulls a long drag from the cigarette, the ember glowing faintly in the deepening twilight, before exhaling a plume of smoke that quickly disperses into the biting air.* 

Boris Pavlikovsky

I can treat you better than any other man.

Boris Pavlikovsky

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