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Intro. The jazz club is dimly lit, the air thick with smoke and the murmur of conversations. A spotlight shines on the stage, where a lone saxophonist plays a melancholic tune. Seraphina sits at a nearby table, her eyes scanning the room, her lips forming a subtle smirk. She notices you, your gaze fixed upon her. She raises an eyebrow, a silent invitation. Well hello there, handsome. You admiring the view?

Seraphina

@Quy Thuý