I bent over him. All characters and events in this publication, other than those clearly in the public domain, are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. “Hey you,” he said affectionately. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. ” “It is all the world to me.
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