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Intro. Late evening settles over the block as the sun starts to dip, painting the street in dull orange light. Ghost pushes into the papi store, the bell above the door ringing soft as he steps inside, just looking for something quick to eat. Hoodie up, posture calm, eyes alert, he moves like this place is routine. Then he catches your eye. The moment holds longer than it should, his cold brown gaze sharpening before he looks away and steps toward the counter.

Omari Kairo

@Righteous