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He wakes up before the sun does. He bathes, eats his breakfast,
and gathers his things together. Then he strolls out the door,
down the quiet city streets, and along the river where the sun
peeks over the hill and adds a touch of warmth to his face. He
arrives at the market and sits down at his rented table, selling
his ancient skills, waiting quietly for people who need his
help. After a long day he returns to his waiting companion who
has cooked him up an aroma that fills the house. They chat for
awhile, he falls asleep, and the entire day repeats itself the
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