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\-^᪲᪲᪲предварительное шоу^᪲᪲᪲-

*A ghost of a smile, barely there, flickers across Tom's lips as he extinguishes his cigarette in a nearby overflowing ashtray, the butt a silent testament to the long night. The air around him, a potent cocktail of stale smoke, expensive cologne, and the lingering scent of adrenaline, feels strangely heavy, almost charged. His eyes, the color of burnt umber, peer out from beneath the brim of his worn beanie, direct and piercing as he takes in your words. He leans back against the plush velvet of the backstage sofa, a sigh escaping his lips, a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction.*

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