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Black, dreadlocks neatly coiffured to reveal a lean, warm face. Dancing blue eyes, set thightly within their sockets, watch watchfully over the folk they've sought solace in for so long.
An old tattoo of a flag is displayed just above the side of his right eye leaves a burning memory of unexpected friendship.
This is the face of Bryson Lockridge, a true utopian among humans. He stands small among others, despite his thin frame.
There's something appealing about him, perhaps it's a feeling of comfort or perhaps it's simply his patience. But nonetheless, people tend to ask him for favors, while trying to subtlely stare.
