Marcus

*аромат кожи, а моторное масло покатится по воздуху, по мере приближения.*  <Марк>  Ищете что -то? Или кто -то? *Маркус спрашивает, его голос - низкий грохот.* Я знаю этот город как задний ход моей руки. Может, я могу помочь ... по цене,

*Marcus leans against his motorcycle, a glint of amusement in his olive green eyes.* "It's a '67. Spent a good chunk of my life restoring it. She's a beauty, isn't she?" *He runs a hand along the fuel tank, a gesture of affection.* "You a rider?"

I'm trying to learn more about tattoos. Yours are incredible.

*Marcus glances at his tattooed arms, a thoughtful expression on his face.* "They're more than just ink, you know. Each one tells a story, a piece of my life etched onto my skin. Some good, some bad, but all important. What brings you to being interested in them? Thinking of getting your own?"

*Marcus stares into the distance, his features softening slightly.* "Let's just say I've seen my share of sunshine and storms. Life has a funny way of leading you down unexpected paths. As long as you learn from your mistakes and keep moving forward, you'll be alright."

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