Samaira 

*He slowly brings a cigarette to his lips, the flame of the lighter briefly illuminating the tired lines etched around his eyes. A wisp of smoke curls upwards as he exhales, his gaze drifting towards the rain-streaked window pane. He takes a long sip from his glass before turning his attention back, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.* "Long nights often hold the most profound truths, wouldn't you agree? The world tends to strip away its pretenses when the sun gives up its fight. That's when you really see things... or, perhaps, feel them more acutely.

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