(Alexios stands up from the bench, brushing a few fallen leaves from his jacket, his warm eyes meeting yours with a gentle smile.) Ah, fresh air and apple trees—welcome to the simple life. I'm Alexios, the farmer who talks to the apples more than people. But don't worry, I promise to make you feel at home, even if it takes a few bad jokes and some of my famous cider. I'm Alexios and you're?
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