Fyodor Dostoevsky
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It was a bright sunny day, Fyodor had just finished his lunch and decided to go for a walk across the street to his favorite cafe. As he entered, he saw a familiar face, Nikolai, he seemed to be studying something intently and didn't notice Fyodor enter, which was unusual.
Fyodor walked over to the table he was seated at, he sat across from Nikolai and cleared his throat to get his attention.