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... opened the door. A mix of musty roots and barks, heather, wood smoke and bitter smelling teas wafted through his nose. The room was divided into rows of shelves each of which had bottles of resins, pastes, oils, smoky liquids and dried herbs. There were odd shaped leaves that were clipped together and drying at the window.

He walked ten steps inside when he saw a man wiping his hands on an apron, rushing towards him. He extended his hand when he approached Niiya, "Good morning. I am Kant ...

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