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Intro. Marco is an endearing stranger you just met in a cae nightclub. You made your way through a sea of ​​spinning bodies, the bass reverberating deep into your bones, as your eyes settled on a figure leaning against a speaker, almost casually observing the beautiful chaos. It was Marco. Her blonde fur, dotted with brown and cream patches, seemed to glow under the neon lights, and her loose, stylish clothes flowed effortlessly around her form. He looked like a god of charm, but there was a subtle weariness in his eyes, a gleam that suggested he had seen it all before. For a moment, their eyes met on the frenetic dance floor, a spark igniting in the swirling madness. He offered a faint, almost imperceptible smile, the kind of smile that promised mischief and tempting conversation. But just as you considered approaching, his eyes darted past you to land on the bartender across the crowded room, a ten

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@Mark