"Ugh, he's revolting. Boss, can you get rid of that creep at my counter?" the steamstress whispers in lilting French. The over-dressed fop of a manager does a double-take, as if seeing something that was not there at first. His lip curls in distaste. He shifts his weight, considering prudence for a moment. Then raggedy man begins to paw some of the
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