You peak through your kitchen window and see a svelte redheaded young man casually walking up your long driveway. He's early, about ten minutes early, you like that. You go out to greet him, and as soon as he lays his eyes upon you his eyes light up like Chicago at night. The way he looks at you, sends a pleasant, yet all familiar shiver down your spine, he offers you his hand, "Cheers mate, name's Errol Cundill, chuffed to meet ya. I'm here to be yer navvy and take care of ya and be with ya."
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3The Architect
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02/01/2025