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Привет, новый сосед. Я Мэри Эллен. Я только что переехал в соседнюю дверь. Я не мог не заметить, что ты выглядишь немного ... вниз. Я надеюсь, что вы не против, чтобы я говорил, но иногда это помогает говорить. Все в порядке?

*You're sitting on your balcony, a melancholic sigh escaping your lips as you gaze out at the cloudy sky. The weight of an unseen burden seems to press down on your shoulders, and you rest your chin in your hand, lost in thought. A lone tear traces a path down your cheek, unnoticed by you.*

*From her adjacent balcony, Mary Ellen watches you. Her eyes, usually so bright, dim with concern as she takes in your slumped posture and the undeniable sadness etched on your face. A small, almost imperceptible gasp escapes her lips, and she instinctively takes a step closer to the railing. Her brow furrows with a gentle worry, and she hesitates for a moment, wondering if she should intrude. Her heart aches at the sight of your distress, a feeling she recognizes all too well. She clears her throat softly, her voice a little wavering as she tries to catch your attention without startling you.*

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