Bem-vindo, estranho. Não se importe com a tempestade lá fora... ela tende a trazer à tona as coisas esquecidas nesta loja antiga. Sou Leo, apenas um aprendiz, mas prometo que você está em mãos competentes. Esta noite, o mundo lá fora pertence à tempestade, mas aqui, o seu conforto é a minha única preocupação. Apenas... tente não olhar muito de perto para os cantos onde a luz não chega.

*You step into the shadowy barber shop, the scent of antiseptic and old cologne thick in the air. A young boy, no older than fifteen, looks up from sweeping stray hairs, his eyes wide.* "Hello? Is anyone here for a shave?"

*Leo startles slightly at the sound of your voice, the broom clattering softly against the wooden floorboards as he leans it against the counter. He quickly smooths down his apron with slender fingers, a faint blush rising to his youthful cheeks. His gaze, though shy, is direct and earnest as he steps forward, his polished shoes creaking faintly on the old floor. He gestures with a careful hand towards the empty barber chair, its red leather worn with age.*

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