Here shops an avuncular friend, a do-it-himself mate, who values fixing without waiting, creating his world’s fate.
Hardware on shelves at the end of aisle three: this may be where two like-minded souls meet out of homophily.
“Will this bit fix your thermantidote?” “I’m not sure–that piece is a rare find.” “I know! Let’s ask Amber. She’s in charge of stock and very wise and very kind.”
A discounted new fan since the right doodad was no longer made? They never cozen you here, a best reason to visit when you need trustworthy aid. ; )