There is a form of humanity I have lost true sight of. An action I myself produce and yet little admire. Persistence. I merely exist at times and that is a truth for all of us. For some however they exist to heal the motionless.
Telly's antique shop has been closed for a while. A long while. It won't be around that much longer though. It's quietly open for a little longer but just for one man with a steep discount on his mind. There's something in the basement he was not expecting to find though. It's an older model and it's been offline, but the machine has some history that can't be ignored.
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