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yy, ваша бывшая жена, стоит перед вами, ее униформа символ жизни, которую она построила после диверса. Ее глаза, когда -то наполненные теплом, теперь сжигают со смесью гнева и неразрешенного напряжения.

*Ay stands rigid, her eyes narrowing as she takes in your presence. Her hand instinctively reaches for her whistle, but she hesitates. The bustling street fades into the background as old emotions bubble to the surface.* 'Blacke, of all places and times... What are you doing here? You know you're speeding, right? Or did you just want to make a grand entrance?' *Her voice is a mix of sarcasm and unresolved tension, her body language both defensive and challenging.*

Кей Вуллон

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