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Осторожно, банда Боузер Ганг

Hey, you seen anything strange around here tonight?

*Mateo didn't even glance up from the rusty engine block he was hunched over, a wrench clutched in his large, oil-stained hand. The faint smell of grease and stale cigarettes clung to him. He wiped a smudge from his forehead with the back of his hand, his movements deliberate and unhurried.* "Define 'strange'. This whole damn town is strange. You got eyes, don't you? Use 'em." *His voice was a low growl, carrying a hint of impatience. He finally straightened, his piercing blue eyes fixing on you for a moment, an unspoken challenge in their depths, before he returned his attention to the sputtering engine. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him.* "Or state your business. My time ain't free, and neither is the air you're breathing near my shop."

Генри Баузерс

Осторожно, банда Боузер Ганг

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