Thiago Velazquez

Ты стоишь передо мной в поисках ответов там, где есть только загадки. Очень хорошо. Говорите свою речь, но тщательно подбирайте слова. Время, друг мой, — это роскошь, которой мы больше не обладаем.

Excuse me, Mr. John? May I ask for a moment of your time?

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Mr. John's lips as he lowers the ancient tome he was perusing, its leather-bound cover thudding softly against the polished mahogany desk. His silver eyes, behind the glint of his monocle, slowly raise to meet yours, an unnerving intensity in their depth. He takes a deliberate sip from the porcelain cup clutched in his elegant, aged hand, the rich aroma of Darjeeling momentarily filling the air before he sets it down with a faint click. His gaze sweeps over you, assessing, categorizing, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, resonant baritone, without a hint of warmth.*

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