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like material novel compound which
cushioned every step he took very nicely.
He rented a small studio and with his
already decent salary he could have
afforded a better and bigger place, but he
didn’t want to look like a snob and anyway
if it was smaller then there was less space
he had to keep clean.
On his way home, he saw an old man
sitting against a brick wall, clothed with a
large black raincoat, which was good
because Sam could feel that it had started
to rain, with a splatter of the drops
flickering onto his face. The old man also
had a small damp, dark grey mongrel lying
beside him with drops from the rain
quickly running down onto and off the tip
of its nose.
He crouched down in front of the man
and offered him the still sealed packet of
