Heartfelt Inventions
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Last published Sat, Dec 24, 2022
It's a rainy night when a figure enters a seemingly empty warehouse for shelter, only to encounter a stranger who lives inside the building filled with trinkets and tools.
-But instead, it's just a short man in oil-stained clothes, his snarl looking quite mean.
"Who are you? And what is your purpose inside my workplace?"
Apparently, this short man also has some bark to his bite.
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