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August 2, 2005:

Slack-looking fattish balding fellow in a black shirt flecked with cigarette ash. Probably middle 40s, although he looks ten years older. Chronic, ugly cough. Sits on the patio sharing his slow death with each neighbor who chooses to open their windows on this lovely afternoon.

That and his shitty taste in music. "Smooooooth oper-ay-terrrrrrrrrrr..."

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