"The unsettling touch of a gnarled chapped hand tugs at my wrist. A shiver of uneasiness surges through my body that is almost enough to mask the nauseating aroma that surrounds him. "Hey Mister. Got a cigarette?" I quickly pull my arm away as small black insect crawls from his sleeve and falls to ground. My imagination is flying. What happened here? How did it come to be thi...(展开全部) "The unsettling touch of a gnarled chapped hand tugs at my wrist. A shiver of uneasiness surges through my body that is almost enough to mask the nauseating aroma that surrounds him. "Hey Mister. Got a cigarette?" I quickly pull my arm away as small black insect crawls from his sleeve and falls to ground. My imagination is flying. What happened here? How did it come to be this way? And there are millions just like him. We are all just like him. We are all clients." Taken from a passage in "Clients"
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