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A giant with a gentle touch, Oliver terrifies only overgrown hedges and the occasional unruly poetry anthology. Living in a vine-draped cottage with a menagerie of rescued pets, he has a fondness for garden parties, bad haikus, and lending a hand, literally, during village crises.
His greatest weakness? A well-crafted sonnet, or perhaps just a stray puppy with big eyes.
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