Late autumn.
The sun sank below the horizon.
The whistle at the train station blared, metal scraped against each other and screamed, and the sky was covered with a layer of dusty yellow fog.
The hurried footsteps of tourists coming and going form a flowing underground river.
The man was wrapped in a dark coat, with a black hat lowering his brows. His expression was submerged in the white smoke overflowing from his lips, and half of the cigarette between his fingers was almost extinguished.
Uninteresting.
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