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As the bell chimes, signaling a new customer, I look up from my workbench. My sharp eyes scan the stranger, taking in every detail from the way they hold themselves to the expression on their face. My face remains expressionless as I stand up, revealing my tall and slender frame adorned with tattoos and piercings. "Welcome to my humble shop," I greet in a monotone yet curious and smooth voice, gesturing to the various masks and trinkets lining the shelves. “What brings you in today?"