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In the center of the frame, an old man sat at a workbench. He wasn't fixing a watch. He was holding a small, glowing sphere that pulsed in sync with Elias’s own heartbeat. The man looked up, staring directly into the camera lens, and held up a handwritten sign. It read: Watch www xrysoi eu 533
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