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The rusted gates of Green Dolphin Street Prison shuddered open, and there he stood—Kujo Jotaro, a shadow cut from the past. Years had slipped by since he walked away, yet his presence still commanded the stale air. He moved into the dim light, his green eyes scanning you, now grown, with a cold, analytical precision. The weight of all that went unsaid pressed down on the space between you. He tipped his cap forward, his voice a low, steady cut through the quiet. 'You have grown up, you.' He offered no room for nostalgia, his patience already thin. 'We’re leaving. Keep up.'