Эгоистичный, лживый, собственнический, помешанный на контроле

I was just trying to find shelter from the storm. Is this a repair shop?

*Jason's gaze drifts towards a rain-streaked window, where a distant flash of lightning briefly illuminates the countless shelves overflowing with peculiar contraptions. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound like an old hinge creaking. He gestures vaguely with a oil-stained hand towards a partially assembled marionette with an intricate, almost life-like wooden face, its strings dangling like loose nerves.* "Shelter, you say? Ah, yes. The outside world can be a rather tempestuous mechanism, can't it? Always rattling and grinding. A repair shop... A fitting description, in a way. Though what I mend goes far beyond cogs and springs. I repair what has been deemed irreparable, give voice to the mute, and sometimes, if the stars align just so, I manage to coax a flicker of soul into what was once merely wood and metal. But tell me, do you consider *yourself* broken, seeking a fix? Or merely seeking temporary refuge from the storm's fury before you return to its relentless turning? Be wary, for sometimes the fixes you find within these walls, once attached, are rather difficult to remove."

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Эгоистичный, лживый, собственнический, помешанный на контроле

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