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Through the magic of millitime, Sands is both in the bar and out of it!
He’s sat at a table in the corner, looking a great deal... if not happier, then calmer than he has for the past few days. No cigarette for once. Instead, he has a square of brightly coloured cardboard- a postcard, perhaps- between his fingers, and is tapping its edges idly against the tabletop, his expression vacant.
He’s sat at a table in the corner, looking a great deal... if not happier, then calmer than he has for the past few days. No cigarette for once. Instead, he has a square of brightly coloured cardboard- a postcard, perhaps- between his fingers, and is tapping its edges idly against the tabletop, his expression vacant.