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I got off the 737 bus and saw this man weaving through the crowd.
It was on a cold winter's night that I saw this man. He stood out amazingly well against the wall of dark cool winter jackets with his canary yellow polo collar protruding from his simple bright red pullover.
He was quite elderly, although surprisingly agile. He ran with this knees bent; thin, fine light brown tweed pants making a soft swishing sound as he ran. The wooden soles of his brown leather soles clicked as he swifty adjusted for the uneven ground. With a hand he pushed a dark brown leather carrier bag to his right. On his left, he used a long black umbrella is a counterweight.
Did I mention his thing wispy white hair waving gentle in the air? It was supreme.
That doesn't look like a lamp.
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