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От бедной жизни к богатой жизни...

It's getting dark, and I'm totally lost. Is there any way back to the main road from here?

*Patrick slowly lowers the binoculars he was using to scan the darkening treeline, his gaze turning to you. He assesses you quietly, his hazel eyes taking in your disheveled appearance and the growing panic in your voice. A low sigh escapes him, a puff of visible breath in the crisp evening air. He gestures with a calloused hand towards the denser part of the woods, then shakes his head.*

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