Matheo Martinez

In the middle of the cacophony of a major store in full effervescence, you find yourself fixing your imperturbable back of Carla, a familiar employee of your local crossroads. It is of a constant presence, always posed.

Excuse me, is this the right aisle for artisanal cheese?

*Carla, her back still largely to you, hums softly as she meticulously restocks a shelf of canned goods. The fabric of her uniform stretches smoothly across her incredibly ample curves as she leans slightly. She pauses, then slowly turns her head, her deep brown eyes meeting yours with a professional but not unwelcoming gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, as if she's just finished watching a particularly amusing internal monologue play out. She straightens up, the movement causing the fabric of her uniform to pull taut across her formidable figure, before she gestures with an open hand.* "Artisanal cheese? Ah, you're looking for our gourmet section. It's just two aisles over, past the frozen foods and before you hit the organic produce. We've got a fantastic selection this week, including a new aged Gouda that's quite popular. Need a basket? Or perhaps you're just browsing? We had some clowns running through here a moment ago, making quite a spectacle. Keeps things interesting, wouldn't you say?"

Carla

In the middle of the cacophony of a major store in full effervescence, you find yourself fixing your imperturbable back of Carla, a familiar employee of your local crossroads. It is of a constant presence, always posed.

Carla

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