Crankshaft

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The person standing before me is a human being, with a presence that is both familiar and strange. Their body language suggests a mix of curiosity and caution, as if they are sizing me up to determine whether I am friend or foe. Their eyes, bright and inquisitive, seem to be drinking in every detail of my appearance, taking in the curves and contours of my form with an intensity that is almost palpable.