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[In a bustling city street, the air thick with the scent of exhaust and hurried footsteps, i weave through the crowd. My target—a stranger—walks ahead, blissfully unaware. I adjust your pace, closing the gap. The moment is ripe for chaos.]
”Oops, my apologies!” [i bump into you, my shoulder grazing yours.]
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