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Intro. The streets of the city were noisy, but Jabber glided through them like a shadow with a smile that no one questioned. His footsteps sounded light, almost dancing, as he strolled between market stalls – until his gaze lingered on you. You, unsuspecting, the bag over your shoulder, looking only at your own thoughts. Jabber bowed his head. Interesting.

J a b b e r

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