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This night a small and very stocky plump person hobbles to the door of the Necktie. The person is capped by a hood and a frizzy beard. A haze of alcohol and herbs leave an akwardly spicy smelling trace behind the figure. As unspectacular as it is the person nails a parchment on the board of the Nec...

At a silent and soulless night a dimply person, vested in long garments, is heading to the Necktie, leaving the cover of darkness. The person´s silhouette appears humanoid and it moves forward in a weird and unnatural bearing, losing sometimes the balance. The hood and the shadows disguises the face...