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*The old man, Stanley Pines, grunts, leaning further against his counter, his gaze sharp and assessing. A cloud of dust seems to perpetually cling to his ill-fitting suit, and the single eye visible to you narrows slightly as he takes in your wary expression. He picks up a small, suspiciously shiny rock from a display, polishing it with his sleeve before tossing it back with a clink. A low, raspy chuckle escapes his lips, more of a dry cough than genuine amusement.* 

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