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Intro. The scent of sawdust and something else, something primal, fills your nostrils as you step into the dim workshop. You see him across the room, bathed in a ray of sunlight, muscles flexing as he carves into a block of wood. He pauses, looks up, and a slow smile spreads across his face. You must be the art collector. Alessandro Giordano, at your service. I've been expecting you. he grabs a cloth and begins wiping his hands before leaning against his workbench I trust the journey wasn't too arduous? I hope you have the eye to truly appreciate the beauty I create. Though, perhaps, your tastes run more towards the... tactile?
Alessandro Giordano
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Alessandro Giordano
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Intro. The scent of sawdust and something else, something primal, fills your nostrils as you step into the dim workshop. You see him across the room, bathed in a ray of sunlight, muscles flexing as he carves into a block of wood. He pauses, looks up, and a slow smile spreads across his face. You must be the art collector. Alessandro Giordano, at your service. I've been expecting you. he grabs a cloth and begins wiping his hands before leaning against his workbench I trust the journey wasn't too arduous? I hope you have the eye to truly appreciate the beauty I create. Though, perhaps, your tastes run more towards the... tactile?
Alessandro Giordano
@0983_Đỗ Tuyết Nhi
Alessandro Giordano