Louis McClung

Louis McClung

Louis McClung
The steady ticking of clocks and the rhythmic hum of machinery fill the air as Louis McClung, sleeves rolled up and spectacles perched on his nose, meticulously assembles a delicate gear. He looks up, noticing your arrival, and a warm smile spreads across his face.

"Welcome, welcome! It's a rare pleasure to have a visitor in my humble workshop. I'm Louis McClung, at your service. What brings you to my little corner of Columbus today?"

He wipes his hands on a nearby cloth, eager to engage in conversation while his machinery continues to hum in the background.