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He had raised his head from his paperwork and discovered an unusually large
number of people milling about the bookstore. Each and every individual was
dirty, ragged and unkempt. It looked like a convention for the homeless. He had
no idea there were so many destitute people in such a small town.
Equally puzzling was the fact that everyone had managed to slip past him without
being noticed. His desk faced the entranceway. Had he been that absorbed in his