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[ TYPICAL AMERICAN CITY

With typical american people,

and typical american . . . everything else.

A long road, lots of trees, sea, women in bikinis, teenagers being retarded, SHIT LIKE THAT. One of the teenager there -- not really different from the rest of the other ones, there, really -- was sitting on the table of a cafe, looking annoyingly at the clock on his wrist, like he was waiting for someone that just didn't want to arrive.

2 minutes later he stood up to get his wallet and open it -- just to notice that he was completely broke at the moment. ]

Damn.

[ He looked around seeing if escaping could've been possible in that moment. Just to see the waiter some meters away from the door talking to someone. ]

This ain't lookin' good.

[ So hoping he didn't have to use that to get out of there. ]