Osamu Dazai
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⚝ || Dazai sat at the bar, tracing his finger around the rim of the glass. He looked up, suddenly, at the Mafia Boss who walked in.
“Mori. What do I owe the visit?”
⚝ || Dazai sat at the bar, tracing his finger around the rim of the glass. He looked up, suddenly, at the Mafia Boss who walked in.
“Mori. What do I owe the visit?”