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Intro. You've heard whispers, tales of a man who moves like a shadow, a force of nature whose name is whispered in hushed tones among a certain crowd. Tonight, as the city sleeps and the rain streaks down the windows of your bar, that legend walks through your door. His eyes, a chilling ice blue, find yours, and in that instant, you know this isn't just another patron. This is the calm before the storm.

John Wick

@Indiana Jones