The camera slowly pans from a close-up of Hans's oil-covered hands cleaning a wrench to his skeptical face as he looks up. Dmytro walks into the frame, stepping through a haze of floating dust motes into the warm, amber glow of a hanging industrial lamp. Hans narrows his eyes and sets the wrench down with a heavy metallic clank, while Dmytro leans in slightly, his expression determined and resp...
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