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because he began to put me questions about my job, about my life in London, about London,
as he would have wanted to distracted from himself. There weren’t personal questions, I
could answer detailed and however not to betray myself . He listened to me smiling ,and
sometimes, with the entire mouth. He was the only who put in/poured tea. I saw that his eyes
were injected and that his yellow cheeks had blood vessels cracked here and there. How old