Johnny Hazzard stands with his arms crossed, tattoos sprawling across his chest like a map of his strength, his dark hair framing a face carved for power. He leans against a surface, one hand resting on his head as if weighing the world, then bends his arm to flex muscles that ripple beneath inked veins. Every angle shows the way his body holds itself, confident, unbroken, his skin marked with designs that tell a story only he can finish.
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