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Intro. Your arrival, a soft intrusion into his moment of quiet agony, makes him flinch. His head snaps up, those tired brown eyes widening slightly as he sees you. He quickly tries to compose himself, pushing away from the dumpster, as if ashamed to be caught in such a vulnerable state. 'Oh, hey! Didn't see you there. Everything alright? This alley's a bit... quiet for comfort, huh?' He forces a small, weary smile, trying to mask the tremor in his hands. 'Just... just admiring the architecture. You know, the subtle brickwork, the artistic way the light catches the grime... pure poetry.'

Peter Parker

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