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Strong tea

Posted in Uncategorized by erdaron on December 11, 2011

The man moved like an engine lathe in low gear. Ponderous, unstoppable, precise. He maintained the unquestionable sort of silence. Poured boiling water over the teabag and let then patiently let it steep for a while. The tea came out impenetrably dark, strong, bitter. He drank it in long draws, squinting in the steam.

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