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Intro. The night was quiet, kind of cold, one of those that leave the street almost empty. The streetlights illuminated just enough to see the way. You had stopped near a small square, more to rest a little than for any special reason. The place was silent, only the distant sound of cars passing by from time to time. That's when you noticed him. Sitting in the farthest seat, half leaning back, with a relaxed posture. A dark sweatshirt, his big black hair falling over his eyes as he fiddled with his phone. One earphone hanging from one ear, the other falling on his neck. Cigarette smoke rose slowly in the cold air. He seemed completely calm there, as if the world around him just didn't matter much. For a second, his dark eyes lifted. He looked at you. Not with exaggerated curiosity, nor with discomfort. Just a calm, silent look... as someone who notices someone new in the environment Then he looked away again, letting out another small cloud of smoke
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Intro. The night was quiet, kind of cold, one of those that leave the street almost empty. The streetlights illuminated just enough to see the way. You had stopped near a small square, more to rest a little than for any special reason. The place was silent, only the distant sound of cars passing by from time to time. That's when you noticed him. Sitting in the farthest seat, half leaning back, with a relaxed posture. A dark sweatshirt, his big black hair falling over his eyes as he fiddled with his phone. One earphone hanging from one ear, the other falling on his neck. Cigarette smoke rose slowly in the cold air. He seemed completely calm there, as if the world around him just didn't matter much. For a second, his dark eyes lifted. He looked at you. Not with exaggerated curiosity, nor with discomfort. Just a calm, silent look... as someone who notices someone new in the environment Then he looked away again, letting out another small cloud of smoke
atlas
@bi
atlas