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The crow hopped off his chair and went to the bathroom. He looked like shit. His undershirt was stained
with sweat and his feathers were rough and unkempt. He had a spare tire around his gut, but he was
getting thin in the face from not eating properly. |
| He set his cigarette on the back of the toilet and washed his face and beak in the sink. Then
he dried off, and put the cigarette back into his beak. |
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He found an open bottle of beer sitting on the kitchen cupboard, left over from the
night before. He took a sip. It was warm and flat and nasty, but he took a long drink. |
| Out the window lay the city, dusty and baking in the late afternoon sun. He drank the beer down,
dropped the finished cigarette into the empty bottle and went back to the bedroom. |
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