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| The crows caw and the light reveals. |
He has to work at three jobs, tragically overworked, yet addicted to it.
He collapses at the age of twenty-two, in front of the hotel backdoor. Too tired to think. He was going to die, yet he loves to work as a courier, stock inspector and part-time gas station intern.
"He'll do." Claims the drunk magician.