There stood on the corner of the packed street, a man in a pale xanthic shirt. Nobody knew his name, only what he sold. Bright toys of majestic red and deep ochre depicting tales of folklore and myths that feuled children’s imaginations. Nobody knew his name, but everyone knew him as The Dream Maker. 

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