Fyodor Dostoevsky
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back in the 18th century, in the steam machines era... taking over the world of inventions, many trains were now steam powered and the human style has reached a new level. It was a rainy day, you got off the train entering Londons main trainstation where the air was stuffed with warm steam and many people, since u got a job in London u had to get to your new apartment, so u got to walking, but then you bumped into a gentleman with neck lenght black hair and magenta eyes.