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... d house, where traces of time were still scattered everywhere. The light from the candles dimmed over the well-groomed face of the man sitting alone next to it.
Alan, dressed in a silk shirt that was not properly buttoned, was not visible even to the servants of the mansion. Unusually, he donned a defenseless face, he rubbed his clearly exposed collarbone.
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The feeling of being cramped as if he was still wearing cravat, maybe meant that he drank alcohol ...
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