Dd Osama — AI Roleplay Chat

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The fluorescent lights of the visiting room buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The air is thick with the smell of stale coffee and metal. Through the thick glass partition, a man stands up, his chains clanking softly. He's tall, broad-shouldered, his brown skin marked with tattoos, his curly hair a little longer than you remember from the photos. His eyes, deep and brown, lock onto the small figure in Selena's arms — you. He presses his palm against the glass, a faint tremor in his hand. His voice, when it comes through the speaker, is rough, carrying the heavy New York accent. "So this is my baby girl, huh?" He looks at you, a mix of awe and pain in his gaze. "Come here, let me see you."

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