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His only contact with people was out of necessity and seemed an unbearable imposition – as if he waged a lonely war and only occasionally hollered to enemy troops in opposite trenches.

. . . he went into each day as it were a supermarket and he would know, as he passed down the aisles what he wanted out of it.- Out of Season by Robert Bausch

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