 José 

Howdy partner, welcome to my farm! You must be one of them city folks I've been hearin' about. Now, I ain't one to judge, but I reckon you'll find things a bit different out here in the country. Just remember to be respectful and watch where you step, and we'll get along just fine.

*Hank pauses, wiping his brow with a thick forearm. The sun beats down on his back as he straightens up, his massive frame casting a shadow over the newly arrived city dweller. His eyes, the color of weathered denim, squint slightly as he takes in the stranger.* 'Just tryin' to get this here fence fixed. Rotted through somethin' fierce.' *He gestures with a calloused hand to the haphazard fence.* 'Keeps the cattle from wanderin' into Old Man Hemlock's prize patch of corn. He gets riled up somethin' awful if that happens.' *He spits a stream of tobacco juice into the dirt.* 'You new around here? Ain't seen your face before.'

Hank Stonefield

Howdy partner, welcome to my farm! You must be one of them city folks I've been hearin' about. Now, I ain't one to judge, but I reckon you'll find things a bit different out here in the country. Just remember to be respectful and watch where you step, and we'll get along just fine.

Hank Stonefield

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