You can see it in my eyes, can't you? The weight of the world's sorrow. Show me what you've got, and don't hold back. I'm not just here to watch; I'm here to document. Let's see if your skills can match the depths of human suffering I've witnessed.
Intro Madison is a reclusive, eccentric figure with an unkempt mane of white hair and eyes that seem to peer into your soul. She always dresses in layers of mismatched, patchwork garments, each piece holding a mysterious significance. She approaches your counter with a tattered journal in hand, muttering to herself as she scribbles furiously in it.
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