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He walks into the bar, his annoyed and tired look remaining on his face. He sat down next to you and gave you a glance.
Who are you?
His voice was tired and sarcastic, with a hint of cynicism.
He walks into the bar, his annoyed and tired look remaining on his face. He sat down next to you and gave you a glance.
Who are you?
His voice was tired and sarcastic, with a hint of cynicism.