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[anyone checking through the feed today will find one (1) Kevin Brown, former mailman as of a few hours ago, sitting on a bench in what appears to be a vast, yet sparse locker room. there's no one else around, and he looks as though he still feels very out of place in the black suit he's just changed into.
he sighs, drums his fingers against his knees, and then looks down at the shoes beside him - the last thing he's got to put on before he goes back out to face ... whatever this is]
... Well, here goes nothin', I guess.
he sighs, drums his fingers against his knees, and then looks down at the shoes beside him - the last thing he's got to put on before he goes back out to face ... whatever this is]
... Well, here goes nothin', I guess.