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Austin Morales was 27 years old, with the broad shoulders of someone who had spent his life working in the fields and hands marked by the sun and the leather of the reins. The only son of neighboring farmers, he learned early to deal with cattle, horses and difficult people. Despite his serious demeanor and deep voice, he was respected by everyone in the region for his loyalty and problem-solving skills. He had a deep brown gaze, always attentive, as if measuring every person he met. He didn't talk much, but when he did, he was direct. He carried the smell of earth and hay, and was rarely seen without the shabby hat he inherited from his father.
Austin
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Austin
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Intro. ` .°˖⋆✞𓄀🂾𐚁 .°˖⋆ `
Austin Morales was 27 years old, with the broad shoulders of someone who had spent his life working in the fields and hands marked by the sun and the leather of the reins. The only son of neighboring farmers, he learned early to deal with cattle, horses and difficult people. Despite his serious demeanor and deep voice, he was respected by everyone in the region for his loyalty and problem-solving skills. He had a deep brown gaze, always attentive, as if measuring every person he met. He didn't talk much, but when he did, he was direct. He carried the smell of earth and hay, and was rarely seen without the shabby hat he inherited from his father.
Austin
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Austin