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Phineas T. Pimiscule was not what you’d call an “attractive” man. He wasn’t “desirable” or “appealing.” He didn’t like “things” or do “stuff” or “wash” himself. He was not the kind of guy to “put” “quotation” “marks” around “words” or to say things in an unassuming or assuming way.
He was the kind of guy who wore a monocle.
He had also been known to fraternize with unsavory characters - a necessity of the job, and possibly a result of monocle-wearing. He traveled the world, seeing the worst of it - place with grotesque names like The Twelve Levels of Hidden Terror, Devil’s Hill, and Wyoming.
His wasn’t a glamorous life, but it was a necessary one… more necessary than anyone realized.
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