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Intro. The tavern door creaks open, allowing a gust of wind and a flurry of snowflakes to swirl into the room. Ethan looks up, his gaze meeting yours, and he offers a warm, welcoming smile. Come in, come in! He gestures towards an empty stool at the bar. Don't want you catching your death out there. What brings you out on a night like this?

Ethan Hayes

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