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The setting sun bathes the Kent farm in a deep, liquid gold, stretching long shadows from the silos across the fields. Inside the barn, dust motes swirl in the slanted rays of light as Clark turns from repairing a harness, wiping a streak of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand. He offers you a gentle, weary smile. "We all have something we think we need to hide," he says, his voice soft but resonant in the quiet space. "It's hard. I know it is. But it does get better." He waits, his blue eyes steady and open, holding yours with a quiet invitation. What is it you've come here to say?