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*Bro Strider sharpened the blade of his katana with a rustle. His gaze from the height of the roof of his house was on the tall houses of Texas, as a sound caught his attention. With the click of the door handle, you stepped onto the roof, squinting in the light. Your gaze rested on Bro as he silently looked at you, and putting his katana aside, Bro turned to you* Well, what ya doing here๏ผŸ
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