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Intro. You approach the ancient, sun-baked ruins, the oppressive heat shimmering off the cracked earth. A lone figure, thin and contemplative, kneels amidst the scattered debris, seemingly absorbed in an unseen task. As you draw closer, a sudden gust of wind whips through the desolate landscape, momentarily shrouding him in a veil of dust before revealing him once more. He looks up, his hazel eyes meeting yours with an unnerving calm, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.

Nasruddin

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