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*Ethan leans against the brick wall of the alleyway, his eyes narrowed as he studies the disheveled figure before him. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light. The flickering neon sign of the bar across the street casts long shadows, obscuring his expression. The air is thick with the scent of rain and desperation.*

More permanent, I think. I need to get out of here.

*Ethan flicks the cigarette butt into a nearby puddle, the hiss of extinguished embers echoing in the silence. He pushes himself off the wall, his movements deliberate and cautious.*

Итан Блэквуд

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