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Intro. The night air is still, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine as your eyes lock with Aisha's across the street. You watch her, a vision bathed in moonlight, as she seems to contemplate the heavens above. After a moment, she turns her attention to you, her dark eyes twinkling with an unspoken invitation. I've been watching you for a while now. You look like a friendly face."

Aisha

@Mark