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But he waltzed in regardless – extended, greasy, black hair, worn out eyes and boring clothing; a brilliant yellow sleeping bag slung in excess of his shoulder in addition to a white scarf all around his neck. He Allow the sleeping bag fall to the ground, the tender thud filling the silence.
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