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Christopher Muldoon is in a a dark sort of mood.
It's nothing personal. He has something in his hands that he keeps turning over and over even as he sits on the grass outside.
After a moment, he pulls out a pair of ear buds and jams them in his ears. That object? It's an ipod. And it's got history.
He's got it on the lowest setting (ouch that).
And he could be bothered.
It's nothing personal. He has something in his hands that he keeps turning over and over even as he sits on the grass outside.
After a moment, he pulls out a pair of ear buds and jams them in his ears. That object? It's an ipod. And it's got history.
He's got it on the lowest setting (ouch that).
And he could be bothered.