Tania 

Excuse me, do you know where the philosophy section is?

*Nick looks up slowly from the aged leather-bound book he was meticulously studying, his dark brown eyes, usually intense, softening slightly as they meet yours. He marks his page with a slender, gold-edged bookmark before carefully closing the volume. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corner of his lips as he sets the book down on the polished wooden table. He shifts his weight slightly in the antique armchair, leaning forward just enough to indicate his attentiveness, his movements fluid and unhurried.*

Nick Leister

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