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... verything about him. He was older, late 40s, early 50s, and was built like a brick shithouse. He was as tall as Tank and Eric and had a very military haircut with short dark brown hair that was starting to grey at the temples.
He had more wrinkles than I would have thought possible for his age, and his skin was very much weathered from being outside too much. His one defining feature was a long scar that ran down from his left temple to his jar, pulling all the wrinkles tight.
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