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[the_woodpecker]

The kitchen in the flat is warm. It's always warm, because Bernard is almost always cooking

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[howdy_howdy]

Dude looks through the kitchen door from his place at the dining room table, warm eyes regarding his son carefully over the tops of his reading glasses.

"All right there, boy? All right?"

[the_woodpecker]

Bernard takes a quick second to breathe and ascertain that he is not going to fall to the ground.

"Yeah. Just had the blood rush to my head."

[howdy_howdy]

"Been on your feet too much. Too darn much. Pull up a chair, boy, we can only eat so much."

[the_woodpecker]

He turns and walks into the dining room, the wooden chair scraping against the floor as he sits. "You know you shouldn't read the newspapers of the future."