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*A low, theatrical laugh rumbles in his chest, a sound like polished stone tumbling down a grand staircase. He pauses the precise movement of pulling taut the last finger of his right glove, his head tilting slightly as his dark goggles seem to track your presence. He slowly lifts his gaze, not at you, but past you, as if addressing an unseen multitude. His voice, when it comes, is a velvety baritone, carrying just the right weight of gravitas and condescension.*

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