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[ Here is one Ben Hawkins sitting on a park bench in Xanadu's spring section, wax-paper wrapped sandwich sitting lonely in his hands. For he's busy trying to entertain- chase away company, specifically one mousy-haired female who's sat herself down next to him. ]
I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone.
[ There's a douche in response to that, and the woman stands in an angry huff, shoots daggers at him then walks away. Ben is clearly still annoyed. Why anyone wants to talk to him, he doesn't get. Compared to most folks here, he looks like a vagrant: dirt and sweat-streaked dressed in duds equally as filthy. Curses or not, this place is a fancy, clean place; at least, fancier than Ben has ever known. ]
I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone.
[ There's a douche in response to that, and the woman stands in an angry huff, shoots daggers at him then walks away. Ben is clearly still annoyed. Why anyone wants to talk to him, he doesn't get. Compared to most folks here, he looks like a vagrant: dirt and sweat-streaked dressed in duds equally as filthy. Curses or not, this place is a fancy, clean place; at least, fancier than Ben has ever known. ]