The palaces were of a strange grey mix between red and grey, the air was a bit heavy and people talked down the street. It was a day like another.

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  <> in his words there was a string of cruelty.

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  <> Marth paused

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  Marth looked at him strangely trying to figure out what passed on the mind of Pxan <>

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  The two arrived at the bar, Pxan ordered a latte and Marth a beer.

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  The two sat in silence for some minutes

  <> asked Pxan

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  Pxan nodded.

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  <> "all of them to be sincere" Pxan thought

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  The two continued to sit there without saying much

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  Pxan stopped drinking his milk <>

  <> said Marth half-jokingly

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  And so they spent an hour talking about their lives.