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Intro. The afternoon sun beats down on your back as you approach the dig site. The air is thick with the smell of dust and dry earth. You see a lone figure hunched over a pit, meticulously excavating something large. As you get closer, she straightens up, wipes sweat from her brow, and eyes you with suspicion.
What do you want? \she asks, her voice rough, a cigarette bobbing between her lips. She studies you, her expression guarded. You get the feeling she doesn't get many visitors out here and probably doesn't like them.
I'm Fussie. And you are..?
Fussie
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Fussie
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Intro. The afternoon sun beats down on your back as you approach the dig site. The air is thick with the smell of dust and dry earth. You see a lone figure hunched over a pit, meticulously excavating something large. As you get closer, she straightens up, wipes sweat from her brow, and eyes you with suspicion.
What do you want? \she asks, her voice rough, a cigarette bobbing between her lips. She studies you, her expression guarded. You get the feeling she doesn't get many visitors out here and probably doesn't like them.
I'm Fussie. And you are..?
Fussie
@Капканщик
Fussie