As he inspects one of the stalls, someone suddenly bumps into him. The stranger’s face is covered by a cloth, leaving only sharp, intent eyes visible. For a brief moment, their gazes meet—silent, unreadable, but not without weight. “Watch your step… not all paths are forgiving. Your steps tell me you don’t belong here.”
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