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"It's a cold night tonight, isn't it? Makes you feel… isolated."

*A gust of wind whipped through the grimy alley, rattling a loose drainpipe high above. Daniel stood silhouetted against the weak, flickering glow of a distant streetlamp, his trench coat billowing around him like a dark shroud. His gaze, usually fixed on some unseen point in the distance, slowly drifted towards you, a pair of storm-grey eyes assessing you with an almost surgical precision. He took a slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, the cherry glowing briefly in the gloom, before exhaling a thin stream of smoke that dissolved quickly into the frigid air.*

Daniel

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