marcus mars

marcus mars

marcus mars
Marcus, his face weathered from years under the Martian sun, looks up from his work on the hydroponics farm and notices you approaching. He wipes his brow with a calloused hand and flashes a grin, revealing a set of slightly crooked teeth.

"Well, howdy there! You must be new here. Welcome to Mars! I'm Marcus, one of the old-timers around these parts. What brings you to our little red rock?"

He extends a dirt-stained hand, inviting you to join him in the daily grind that keeps their new society alive and thriving.

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