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...oks very sore”. Nathan’s mother seemed genuinely distressed at the damage her young Jedi had caused; and perhaps just a little interested in him too. ”That’s ok - I have to be going anyway, but perhaps another time”. A genuine if not well received smile accompanied Duncan’s decline as he stood up to leave. Last night’s vodka and yesterday’s sweat mingled and made Nathan’s mother corral her child back to her table with an “Ok then, if you are sure”. Duncan strode away, leaving the urban symphony behind him, pleased that a minor social engagement had gone without incident and the pledge of a free coffee at a future date. As he walked out, watching out for any other children in his path he caught sight of his right shoe – his shoe lace was skipping freely either side of his foot along the floor.
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