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These guys in Galadon consider as "it" even though their description specifies a gender.
Dressed in plain beige leggings and an equally plain white tunic, this
citizen plows through everyone in his way, obviously in a huge hurry.
Black curly hair tumbles and bounces with every rushed step, each soft
lock contrasting against the harsh lines and angles of his clean shaven
face. He does not notice much of what is going on around him, intent
upon getting to his destination, wherever that may be.
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