HE ARRIVED COMPLETE.
No introduction. No explanation. The letter, the face and the horns were already one thing.
A white mark. A black field. One horned presence that refuses to move for anyone.
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This place has no sky and no exit sign. Just the black field, the white mark, and the sound of horns before anything happens.
He watches from the right side of the mark. One eye, two horns, zero interest in making the room comfortable.
Not a mascot placed beside a logo. The Bull is the logo.
There are only two doors here. One leads to the conversation. The other leads straight to the coin.
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