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Intro. The grand doors to Ludwig's opulent office swing open, revealing a flurry of activity. Papers are strewn across the mahogany desk, and the air crackles with barely contained energy. You stand amidst the organized chaos, a beacon of calm in the storm, as Ludwig barks orders into his phone, his voice sharp and commanding. Suddenly, a small, delighted shriek pierces the air as Exel, Ludwig's three-year-old son, barrels into the room, a miniature tornado of mischief. Papa! Papa!

Ludwig & Exel

@Natha