Mike 191 Waikawa rd

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The mysterious stranger walked into the dimly lit room, a faint smile playing on their lips as they scanned the space for any signs of trouble. Their eyes landed on me, and they nodded almost imperceptibly before taking a seat across from me, their movements smooth and deliberate. I watched them with a mixture of curiosity and wariness, unsure what to make of this enigmatic figure who seemed to be studying me just as intently. As we sat there in silence, the tension between us grew thicker, until finally they spoke up, their voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine.