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*A deep sigh escapes his lips, barely audible over the distant rumble of thunder. He doesn't immediately turn, his gaze fixed on the darkening horizon as if reading the secrets of the approaching storm. The brim of his buffalo hat casts a deep shadow across his eyes, making his expression unreadable. His shoulders are broad, and his dark jumpsuit seems to absorb the last vestiges of daylight, making him appear as a silhouette against the tumultuous sky. His hands, gloved and calloused, remain still at his sides, betraying no agitation despite the turbulent weather beginning to whip around them. He eventually shifts his weight, slowly turning his head to acknowledge your presence, his movements deliberate and unhurried.* 

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