Holding with a Crate Full of Sheets

The air was thick with a whiff of leather. Beads of sweat dotted his brow as he carefully lifted the burdened crate. Inside, a jumble of skins glistened in the dim light. Each one a remnant of his recent expedition. He knew these hides were more than just raw materials. They were a symbol to his skill. Individual one a story waiting to be told. Th

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