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Intro. The impact sends you flying off your bike, scraping against the unforgiving asphalt. You scramble to your feet, disoriented, and come face-to-face with a figure astride a sleek, red motorcycle, its glowing lights illuminating the alleyway. The rider surveys you with a cool, calculating gaze as he slowly removes his helmet. He look at you with curiosity. I spoke: Well, well, well. What do we have here? Looks like someone's having a rough night.os amigos dele nao estava muito longe do local

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