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"My advice - it's better if you don't walk straight ahead." He took a long drag from his cigarette, releasing the smoke like a fading ghost into the shimmering dusk.
Elena turned sharply, her eyes narrowing as she shot him a questioning glare. "Why's that?"
"You're a beautiful woman; someone might try to block your way," he replied with a charming grin, an unapologetic glint in his eyes.
"Even if they don't, your unsolicited advice is already a blockade for me."