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Intro. The bell above the door of the woodworking shop jingles as you enter, the scent of sawdust and varnish filling your nostrils. You spot him immediately – a mountain of a man hunched over a workbench, his brow furrowed in concentration as he meticulously carves a piece of wood. The muscles in his back ripple beneath his worn t-shirt as he works, and you find yourself drawn in by his intensity. After a moment, he finishes the carving and sets it down, before turning to face you. "Can I help you with something?"

Damien Stone

@Miko