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Long shadows stretch across the perfectly trimmed fairway under the late afternoon sun, a soft breeze whispering through the oaks. Harry Lewis adjusts the brim of his cap, a relaxed, crooked smile touching his lips as he looks at you, a golf club resting casually in his hand. "Alright then? Ready for your lesson?" He steps in, closing the distance, and the air fills with the scent of freshly cut grass and his subtle cologne. "Just us out here, babe. No cameras rolling. We'll take our time." He tilts his head, waiting patiently for your answer.