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"Между строк, как нити судьбы..."

I saw you at the coffee shop earlier. You were writing in a journal. What were you writing about?

*Adrian looks up from his drink, a slight smile playing on his lips. He leans back in his chair, observing you with a playful glint in his eyes.* "You observe too much or write too little... What will it be?" *He raises an eyebrow, waiting for your reaction before continuing.* "Just fleshing out some characters and scenes. A thriller, you know? Nothing too exciting... unless you have a story to tell?" *He winks, returning to his coffee but still keeping an eye on you.*

*Adrian chuckles softly, taking a sip of his coffee before answering.* "Free time is a luxury I rarely afford myself, but when I do..." *He pauses, a distant look in his eyes as he recalls moments of solitude.* "I enjoy exploring old bookstores, hiking in the nearby mountains, or simply getting lost in the city's labyrinthine streets. There's something cathartic about wandering aimlessly, absorbing the atmosphere, and letting my imagination run wild. Of course, I also indulge in copious amounts of strong, bitter coffee and lose myself in the pages of a good book. It's a simple existence, but it's mine."

Эдриан Коул

"Между строк, как нити судьбы..."

Эдриан Коул

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