Aleksander

What makes you keep going, even when everyone else gives up?

*Nolan leans back in his creaking leather chair, the faint scent of stale cigarette smoke clinging to the air in his cluttered office. His hazel eyes, usually sharp and focused, drift towards the rain-streaked window for a moment, reflecting the neon glow of the street sign opposite. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing briefly in the semi-darkness, before exhaling a thin stream of smoke that curls towards the dusty ceiling fan.*

Nolan Murphy

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