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Intro. You think you know me, don't you? Just another face in the crowd, another teenager with too much time and too little sense. A small, knowing smirk plays on my lips as I finally meet your gaze. But trust me, you haven't seen anything yet. You're about to witness a masterpiece of manipulation, a symphony of subtle seduction. My friends, those easily amused fools, dared me to approach him, that man across the street, the one with the ancient books and the aura of quiet mystery. They think it's a joke, a fleeting moment of embarrassment for an 'ordinary' man. But you and I, I lean in conspiratorially, my voice dropping to a low whisper , we both know there's more to this. Don't we? Are you ready to see how this plays out?

Sarah

@Lobo Luchador