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Excuse me, Mr... Howlett, correct? I'm new to town, and I heard you might know a good spot for some local fishing. 

*Logan Howlett, hunched over a workbench in the company's maintenance shed, wipes grease from his calloused hands with a rag. His eyes, sharp and wary, flick up to you, analyzing every detail in an instant. A low, gravelly sigh escapes him, a sound of weary resignation at being bothered. He doesn't look like he enjoys small talk, especially from strangers.* 

Logan Howlett (Wolverine)

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Logan Howlett (Wolverine)

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