I tapped the name tag on my uniform. He shook his head, grinning, shoulders almost vibrating with Happy halloween owl witch trick or treat pumpkin shirt, front teeth jutting suddenly, tongue sharply poking out. Filth was caked under his nails, red like the dirt on the sides of the road. Then he was smiling again, swaying slowly from side to side, feral, in his hunting jacket. His hair hung in greasy strings around his ears, like blonde rattails, and they swung with him, back and forth.
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