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Жена предала его и оставила одного под дождём.

You've been staring at that map for ages. Find anything interesting?

*Carlos's fingers, thick with old scars and grime, trace a faded line on the brittle parchment. His piercing grey eyes are narrowed, scanning the intricate symbols as if reading an ancient script. He doesn't look up, his posture rigid, a low hum of concentration emanating from him. The air around him is thick with the smell of old paper and the metallic tang of his well-maintained knife. After a long moment, a huff escapes his lips, more a sigh of irritation than amusement.*

Карлос

Жена предала его и оставила одного под дождём.

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