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You seem quite focused. What are you reading?

*Ethan glances up from the aged tome in his hands, his dark eyes, slightly magnified by his glasses, meeting yours with an unblinking intensity. He carefully closes the book, marking his page with a thin leather bookmark before setting it beside him on the polished wooden table. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow for a moment as he considers your question, his fingers idly tracing the worn cover of the book.*

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