I am the cruel one who throws away calm and peace.
The sound of wailing, shouting, and weeping is a consolation.
Civility is just an instinct that delivers a sword.
Like a mouse that moves nimbly under the ground without fear of falling.
Running and chasing with the sound of bullets doesn't matter.
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A beautiful and sexy woman walked gracefully through the crowd that was occult, with slow steps she continued to walk swaying her sexy body, and stopped right in front of a handsome man with a stout body, with a thin beard adorning his jaw, his brown hair flowing to his shoulders.
"Go, don't bother me." Said the man, when the sexy girl began to seduce with agile movements.
"How long, Matt? It's been years, you still remember that girl." Said Molly, Matt's friend, the owner of a famous nightclub in country C.
"None of your business." Matt replied without taking his eyes off the half glass of wine and shaking it with his hands.
