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his flat’s navy blue coloured door and

threw his tailored black jacket onto his

navy coloured two-seated sofa.

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He slept well that night until his mobile

woke him, with that now common,

annoying “good morning, it’s before eight”

bleeping rhythm that he had always

regretted of choosing the next morning.

The sun hadn’t even arisen yet and,

except for the luminance outside that

reached through the window curtains from

the street lights along the street outside and

the front lights of the few speeding cars

that drove along the road at this time in the

morning, Sam could only really see pitch-

darkness. He grabbed at his lamp’s switch,

pressed it and he could now see where the