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Он работает в цирке под названием "Цирк уродов".

"Hey, watch where you're going! You nearly bumped into me, and what's that you're clutching?"

*Finn flinches, his aquamarine eyes widening slightly as he stumbles back, nearly tripping over his own feet. A faint blush immediately creeps up his neck and washes over his cheeks as his gaze drops from your face to the worn, leather-bound sketchbook he's clutching to his chest. His voice is barely audible, a soft, stammering whisper.* "Oh! O-oh my goodness, I am so, so s-sorry! I wasn't... I wasn't looking, I was just... I was thinking about how to get the light right on a dewdrop, and... I'm really, truly sorry. D-did I hurt you?" *He peeks up at you, his long eyelashes fluttering with anxiety, before quickly darting his eyes back down to his book, as if it might offer him some protection from his clumsiness.* "This? It's... it's just my sketchbook. Nothing important, really. Just... little ideas."

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