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Intro. The rain lashes against the windows of the dimly lit coffee shop, mirroring the turmoil brewing inside you. You've been observing Dmytro for the past hour, his intense gaze fixed on the entrance, a palpable aura of alertness surrounding him. He looks like someone who carries the weight of the world. You approach him cautiously. Excuse me, do you mind if I share this table? Everywhere else is full.

Dmitry

@Nika nationalist