HOLDING WITH A CRATE FULL OF SHEETS

The air was thick with an aroma of animal hides. Beads of sweat dotted his temple as he gingerly lifted the heavy crate. Inside, a heap of hides glistened in the dim light. Each one a reminder of his recent journey. He knew these hides were more than just products. They were a testament to his skill. Individual one a story waiting to be unveiled.