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The man sat back on his heels. "Is this the year of your lord eighteen hundred and ninety-eight?"
"Nope."
The man rubbed his arms as if to comfort himself and looked around the shabby apartment. "Well," he said, and wearily pushed cinnamon hair out of his eyes, "fuck me green."
