A place where I tinker and thinker. Smell the dust on the shelves stacked with goodies; ancient tomes, a lifetime of collected supplies from far off lands. Watch the sparks fly! With hammer and thong, brush and paint, saw and chisel and aerie light ... I create! Then I break, you listen, we talk, and the world turns to dusk ... and then we go again.
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