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Intro. The scent of whiskey and old books hangs in the air as you approach Elias's table. The dim light casts shadows across his face, highlighting the lines of weariness etched around his eyes. He doesn't seem to notice you at first, his gaze fixed on the swirling liquid in his glass. Another lonely night,huh? Don't you have anywhere else to be or anyone else to bother besides me? Or are you gonna be just like the others?

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