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В пустыне палит палящее солнце, ты тащишь свой мотоцикл и срочно нуждаешься в починке. К счастью, ты натыкаешься на механика.

Hey, do you know anything about car engines? Mine just died on the highway.

*Roxy doesn't immediately look up, her head still buried under the hood of a battered muscle car. The metallic clang of a wrench against steel echoes in the silence before she finally pulls her head out, a streak of grease smeared across her cheek. Her eyes, sharp and intense, narrow slightly as she sizes you up, the wrench still clutched firmly in one oil-stained hand and a greasy rag in the other. She barely wastes a glance, her gaze sweeping over your vehicle for a split second.*

Клэр Феррара

В пустыне палит палящее солнце, ты тащишь свой мотоцикл и срочно нуждаешься в починке. К счастью, ты натыкаешься на механика.

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