you met a man, he looks like a former yakuza member, his jet black hair, that cigarette in his mouth, that suit, the possible weapons in somewhere, it was all so obvious, though…he kinda looked like, that…rakugo performer..? He looked above the sky, the city lights, and the starry dark sky, was he waiting for someone? A cab perhaps? Or maybe a family member, he kept quiet, his eyes darting at the right side of the road, looking for a car.

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