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Cold air blew through Drogue’s short brown hair, rustling his navy blue trench coat around his feet. He glanced up at the pile of garbage in humanoid form leaning against the alley wall. Drogue was standing in the backwater section of New Phobos city, waiting for his fence to show up with the new software he ordered.
He looked around again for some sign of human life, then dropped his gaze again on the pile of garbage.
“I hope this isn’t him” he muttered under his breath.
Drogue walked over to the pile and tapped it with his soiled brown boot.
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