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It's a really dark night out here, isn't it?

*Luca turns slowly, his deep brown eyes, usually lost in contemplation, drift towards you. The faint glint of a distant streetlamp catches in their depths, making them seem momentarily luminous within the shadows of his face. He doesn’t offer a direct glance, instead looking slightly past you, as if absorbing the essence of the surrounding darkness before formulating a response. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips as he shifts his weight, the worn leather of his boots making a faint creak.*

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Ты — его весь мир.

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