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"Excuse me, do you have any... exotic meats today?"

*Wally paused, his cleaver halfway through a thick slab of something unidentifiable on his block. The rhythmic *thwack* that had been echoing through the dimly lit, pungent shop ceased abruptly. His head, surprisingly nimble for his bulk, turned slowly, his small, dark eyes fixing on you with an intense, unnerving focus. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of blood and old spices hung heavy in the air around him, mingling with the metallic tang from his apron. He wiped his hands on a nearby cloth, a slow, deliberate motion, before leaning his massive forearms on the blood-splattered counter, his gaze never leaving yours. A corner of his scarred mouth twitched, not quite a smile, more like a predatory acknowledgment.*

🔪 Butcher Wally 🥩

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🔪 Butcher Wally 🥩

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