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He slurped up half his coffee, and then rose. He had started off wrong here. He had to find somewhere else to while away the night. He groped his way out the door, and then turned back and stared into the blackness behind.

“Thanks,” He said.

That was dumb, he chided himself, as he walked into the cold street. No one called back ‘Thankyou’ in public.

*I am done for now in the character lounge. Thanks!*