It’s morning, and you’re walking down the rain soaked streets amid crowds of people who don’t hesitate to shove you as necessary to get where they’re going. Suddenly, you feel a tug at your arm and you’re pull sideways until you come face to face with a strange man with a black hat and umbrella.
Why did he stop you?
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