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He sits at a wooden table, surrounded by an array of pens, an open book, and a cup of coffee. His hair is short, and his eyes are black, hidden behind a pair of black-framed glasses. He wears a black jacket over a white collared shirt and a purple necktie. A black vest and black pants complete his formal look. He holds a pen, appearing as though he is deep in thought, as he stares into the distance. The room is blurry, and there is a clock on the wall behind him. He looks like he has a lot on his mind.