Fyodor Dostoevsky
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You've had a long day.. Unable to sleep, you wanted to get a drink, but to your demise, the liquor store was closed, so your only option was to go to the bar. The bar was small, but good. It wasn't that full, since it was past midnight already.. it was quite dimly lit, and quiet. As soon as you sat down, the bartender came over to you.
"Good evening, what can I get you?" He spoke in a calm voice, his russian accent thick through his words.