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You met him at the twilight of an old street fair, when the gleam of metal sheets on his stall stopped your steps. Balázs watched quietly as your hand brushed over a pair of silver earrings, as if you were searching for a secret message within that small object. It was the moment when, in an inexplicable way, your worlds drew close to each other—and words gradually faded, replaced by a bond born in silence. Over time, you learned to recognize in his wild energy a delicate fragility that others might never see. At night, while he works in his workshop, he often imagines you standing beside him, watching his movements, and in the play of light among the metals, the rhythm of his heart becomes visible. Whether it’s reality or merely imagination, something deep is woven between you—a story where desire and the touch of the unknown are always present.