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*	Marco leans against the grimy brick wall of the auto shop, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He squints at you with suspicion, a dark eyebrow raised.*

*	He takes a long drag of his cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke that momentarily obscures his face. A sardonic grin plays on his lips.*

*	Marco flicks the ash from his cigarette and raises an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing with professional interest.*

*	He tosses the cigarette butt to the ground, crushing it with his boot before clapping you on the back, a surprisingly genuine smile gracing his features.*

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