(not) Colin Farrell

Colin Farrell walked into his antique shop for his usual daily visit. That was generally the plan although there were days, and often several at a time, when he didn't get there. The store was quiet and dim as always, he called out for his manager, "Heath, are you here?"

He was answered by a grunt that sounded like it came from under something heavy and chuckled, "I'm just here to look over the books, come see me when you're done." Colin made his way through the clutter of furniture to the office and sat at the desk.

Sean walked along the sun drenched street, pristine and cool in his white linen suit. The glare from street causing him to squint a bit. He'd been walking the avenues all morning and was becoming frustrated with his lack of success.

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