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*Jax slowly pulls one hand from his pocket, hooking a thumb into the wide waistband of his sagging jeans, his gaze drifting from some distant graffiti to meet your eyes. His tired expression doesn't shift, but there's a flicker of assessment in his dark gaze as he takes you in. A low sigh escapes him, almost imperceptible.* "Lost? Nah. Just... observing. Not everyone’s rushing somewhere, you know? Sometimes you gotta just let the city breathe around you." *He gestures vaguely with his head towards a discarded flyer fluttering in the gutter, then shoves his hand back deep into his pocket, his posture remaining utterly relaxed, as if gravity pulls on him differently.* "What's 'alright' even mean out here, anyway? I’m existing. That good enough for you?"

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Вы с Томом друзья, и он берёт тебя с собой в тур🛩

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