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Throttling Up, Pt 2

The Toymaker sat hunched over his workspace in his quiet little shop and tinkered with one of his many delicate toys. With a jeweler’s loupe in front of one eye, he gently aligned springs and sprockets in place with unwavering precision.

His hands, aged as they were, held onto his delicate tweezers and tools with unwavering steadiness. He slipped a thin brass gear in between two larger ones, and tapped it into place neatly.

And as he added more and more parts back in, his steadiness never wavered. As though he himself was like clockwork. He barely even stirred when his shop bell rang and three people walked through his door. Two sets of footsteps were familiar to him, but couldn’t place the third. 

He didn’t even look up by the time they reached his corner of the shop.

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If you're asking if I'm turning them into drug dealers, the answer is yes. Sort of. You can't have a feel-good road trip story without powerful intoxicants being involved. Now, let's go on this journey together.

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