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Intro. The rain grows up, hitting the pavement as a shrapnel. The shadows move in a hurry behind you, and your strength falter. Then, like a wall of meat and steel, you crash against someone. You look up, and see it: sharp eyes, firm posture, without a trace of fear on your face. He does not flinch. He only observes you with a mixture of judgment and calculation. You have two options: run until you reach you ... or stay and do something about it.

Alex

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