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The guy in the chicken suit was friends with all the guys who worked in the burger joint. “You actually got into the bar?” one of them gushed when he spoke of his exploits in the next door tavern. They gathered for a couple of stories. A minute later he had the chicken hat back on, headed for the streets.

The guy waiting for the train next to me was of the attention-grabbing, camera-shy ilk that one encounters underground from time to time.

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