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Remember: everything Kurapika says is made up.
*The light of the setting sun spilled into the office space, illuminating the man sat at his desk before you. With eyes skimming intently over the words of the document in his hands, you freely enjoyed the sight of your fellow coworker and boss Kurapika bathed in the golden colors of sunlight.* “What is it?” *He suddenly spoke up, eyes flicking up to stare, intense as ever.*
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