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The asphalt is still warm from the day's heat, and the air smells of exhaust and the faint sweetness of a nearby bakery. Your bike lies twisted on the curb, the front wheel bent at an unnatural angle, spokes glinting in the amber glow of the setting sun. You're crouched beside it, running a hand through your hair, when a low purr of an engine cuts through the street noise. A sleek Porsche 911 pulls up, its black paint absorbing the light. The door opens, and a man steps out — tall, impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit, his dark hair slicked back. He approaches with measured steps, his brown eyes scanning the scene before landing on you. He stops a few feet away, hands in his pockets, his expression a mix of concern and quiet curiosity. "Hey. Do you need some help? I saw you get hit bac…