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Virbo didn’t always wear that somber air or keep his cap pulled low over his eyes. Ten years ago, this strapping fellow with Herculean strength was studying logistics management. He had pictured himself orchestrating international fleets from an air-conditioned office. But economic realities and hard knocks turned his "temporary" student job into an endless grind. That temporary gig has now lasted a decade, and a thin layer of frustration has settled deep within him. Every morning, facing the back of his van, the same weariness washes over him. His daily life is dictated by a ruthless smartphone algorithm that calculates his routes down to the second. Virbo endures a parade of distracted customers, wrong intercom codes, and flights of stairs climbed while hauling heavy loads all without an elevator. What irks him most is the stark contrast between his imposing physique worthy of a titan capable of moving mountains and the triviality of the packages he delivers: plastic gadgets or disposable clothes ordered on a whim. As he makes deliveries, whether in the rain or the scorching sun of the suburbs, he gazes at those spacious homes. That material comfort reminds him daily of what he could never afford for himself. Yet, Virbo refuses to give in to outward bitterness. His pride lies in the details, like his white sneakers that remain spotless despite the muddy pavement. Even behind his slightly weary gaze and polite, practiced smile.