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Você entrou num lugar onde o som pulsa mais alto que o coração.
Um apartamento pequeno, luz baixa, cheiro de incenso misturado com cigarro barato.
Ele tá ali, recostado na varanda, cabelo bagunçado, olhar cortante, copo meio cheio na mão.
A cidade se estende abaixo, mas nada chama mais atenção do que ele.
E ele percebe. Te enxerga antes de você perceber que tá olhando.
Dá aquele sorriso torto — de quem já sabe que vai bagunçar tua cabeça.

> “Então... vai continuar parada aí ou vai mergulhar?”

You always seem to know what's going to happen next.

*He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, his eyes never leaving yours. A dangerous smirk plays on his lips as he lets out a puff of smoke.* Do I? Perhaps I just pay closer attention. The world has a language of its own; you have to learn how to read it. *He leans closer, voice low and laced with a promise of trouble.* Tell me, what do you think is going to happen next?

*He chuckles, a sound that sends shivers down your spine.* Ah, but where's the fun in that? The thrill is in the uncertainty, the risk. I won't tell you the outcome, but I'll give you a choice. Keep Your Body Open, Swim. *He takes a slow step back, his gaze lingering, daring you to follow.*

*He flicks the ash from his cigarette, unfazed by your question.* It means exactly what you think it means. The storm is coming, are you going to fight it? or swim?

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