GRIPPING WITH A CRATE FULL OF SKINS

The air was thick with the scent of leather. Beads of sweat dotted his brow as he carefully lifted the packed crate. Inside, a heap of skins glistened in the faint light. Each one a memory of his recent hunt. He knew these trophies were more than just commodities. They were a symbol to his skill. Individual one a story waiting to be shared. The ma