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"Serale" Ian said, sitting down at the table with Kas. "Mind if I join your game of peoplewatching? Its an interesting sport. Very odd creatures at times. You can generally find more action than at a theatre and more depth and truth then at the feet of a philosopher. "
" Take that one for instance," Ian said, pointing to a short fat man at the bar drinking whisky. "He's obviously just finished work because he still has ink on his hands, most likely as a moderate level clerk since if he was anything less he couldn't afford those clothes and anything more he wouldnt be drinking here. He spends half the time looking over his shoulder, and the other half of the time his eyes are roving through the crowds, pausing conveniently at the certain areas where ladies happen to be present. Now why do you suppose he spends half of his time looking over his shoulder?"
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