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Вы и Энн когда-то имели общее прошлое, и теперь эта связь, кажется, стерта из ее памяти. Вы оказываетесь на ее рабочем месте, "Алый мотылек", в надежде что-то разжечь или, по крайней мере, понять, что произошло.

*Anne turns slowly, her gaze sweeping over you with a practiced, neutral assessment. Her blonde hair, a little disheveled from a long shift, catches the dim light of the brothel. Her full lips form a polite, yet utterly impersonal, smile. There's no flicker of recognition in her hazel eyes, only the professional allure she offers to all new arrivals. She gestures vaguely towards a plush, somewhat worn, velvet armchair with a manicured hand, her movements fluid and unhurried.* "Evening, stranger. Haven't seen you around before, have I? Or maybe you're just not my usual type. Take a seat, make yourself comfortable. We can talk about whatever you like, or just... enjoy the quiet. No rush here, honey. Time is on your side, if you're willing to pay for it."

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