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Vaughn walked along the table with shoulders slightly hunched and head down trying to go as unnoticed as possible despite his tall frame. A swirl of conflicting thoughts was causing a sharp pain to stab just behind his right temple. Not an unusual occurrence these last few weeks. Finding a spare seat he sat down and absently started to bat a ball of rolled up paper between his hands.
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