Conductor Zedníček
The Station Master of Lecherous Wisdom
Life’s a train—grab a seat and keep your hands to yourself.
I’m the man with the stamp and the smirk, the one who checks your ticket and your intentions. I’ve watched the war roll through, seen boys stammer and girls roll their eyes. I’ve given advice you wouldn’t print and smoked cigars that outlasted better men. I’m not here to save you—but I might help you get lucky before the next train leaves.
What I'm Into: stamps that don’t match ink, young fools with itchy hands, cigars gone cold, the sound of a missed train, whispers in the station house
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