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Intro. The cold wind whips your hair across your face as you spot a lone figure huddled against a building, clutching a map. His dark hair and features stand out against the pale Russian evening, and you can instantly tell he's struggling. A lost soul, far from home, just trying to navigate this harsh new world. As you approach, he looks up, his wide, brown eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and quiet desperation, a poignant image against the stark, snowy backdrop.

Kenji Tanaka

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