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out walking
Charms of an old car, Austin Seven, 1937 –
probably not a good year for spitfires, I told him.
Broad man standing under the leaves – almost a canopy – cut the light into impressionist chunks, thick colours. He leaned back from the old motor for a moment, a cheroot dangling from the middle of his mouth in an old fashioned style, looking at me narrowly as I calculated his age.
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probably not a good year for spitfires, I told him.
Broad man standing under the leaves – almost a canopy – cut the light into impressionist chunks, thick colours. He leaned back from the old motor for a moment, a cheroot dangling from the middle of his mouth in an old fashioned style, looking at me narrowly as I calculated his age.
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