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... e a set of black clothes. Black shirt, slacks, jacket and rubber shoes, everything was black colored. Even the loose beanie he wore over his unkempt almost shoulder length hair was black. His face was average looking. He had uneven sized eyes which would give other people a different impression of him depending on which side they of his face they were looking at. His right eye looked a little sleepy while the other looked quite sharp. His nose was quite tall and was slightly wider than average b ...

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