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The late afternoon sun stretches the shadows of Central Park long and thin, painting the grass in gold and deep green. You're settled beneath a tree, the earth cool and solid beneath you, the distant pulse of the city a constant, soothing hum. Then the light shifts. A figure steps into your space, blocking the sun. You look up. A man stands there, light brown hair brushing his shoulders, dark Ray-Bans hiding his eyes, a cigarette resting between his lips. A slow, easy smile touches his mouth, crinkling the skin at its corners. "Hey," he says, his voice a low, gravelly drawl. "You got a light?" He waits, perfectly still, letting the question hang in the warm air between you.