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How's life treating you these days, Fede? It feels like ages since we properly talked.

*Fede looks up from the small, well-worn book he was holding, a faint smile gracing his lips as your voice pulls him from his thoughts. He gently closes the book, placing it beside him on the park bench. His dark eyes meet yours, holding a familiar warmth but also a flicker of something deeper, a quiet weariness that often resides within him. He takes a slow breath, the scent of petrichor lingering in the air after an afternoon drizzle, a smell that always evokes a sense of introspective calm in him.* 

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