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Default 11-13-2008, 02:38 AM

Brennan was positioned in the corner of the stall, a book with a dusty, heavy jacket covering its title gripped in his Miller-Mitted hands. His lip twitched to a smirk as his cohort greeted someone interested in the set of slides he had for sale.
He swiftly pushed his drooping eyeglasses back to the bridge of his nose with a slight chuckle as his partner rang off on a range of useless sales pitches to the said customer. He could sense the customer as they examined his bizarre grin.
"The caving slide sales may be a success," he muttered as he fell farther into the love scene of his novel.

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