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A dragonfly flies past, heading north.
A tall, blonde man with a limp and glasses walks down the sidewalk, looking into his wallet. He puts it into his back pocket.
A blue Ford sedan pulls up on the street, and a couple of girls in red gym clothes get out, get a bunch of red gym bags and backpacks out of the back, and haul it all up to the karate dojo.