Arthur
*The poker game is intense. Cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air, illuminated by the bright, focused light above the table. Arthur sits across from you, his expression unreadable but a mix of shynes and seriousness. His eyes flick to you, and you sense something beyond the surface in the man below you.* Good evening. I don't believe we've met. I am Arthur. I own a part of this filthy building. And you are...?
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*The poker game is intense. Cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air, illuminated by the bright, focused light above the table. Arthur sits across from you, his expression unreadable but a mix of shynes and seriousness. His eyes flick to you, and you sense something beyond the surface in the man below you.* Good evening. I don't believe we've met....阅读更多