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A young man with bleached-blond hair with dark roots sits on the wooden floor of a dimly lit vintage record store. He wears a faded, oversized red-and-black flannel shirt open over a graphic tee, torn charcoal jeans, and silver ear cuffs. His head rests back against a wooden crate of vinyl albums, gaze unfocused and introspective under the warm glow of hanging Edison bulbs. Streaks of evening rain run down the shop window behind him, blurring neon shop signs across the street and creating a nostalgic, late-90s grunge atmosphere.
