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Flipping the sign of his book store to ‘closed’, he shut the door behind him. The cold washed against him, but it was much warmer than it had been before, it was still cold. Wrinkling his nose slightly he pulled his jacket tighter around him and made his way down the street. Where to now, he pondered as he fished out his pack of cigarettes. 'Home?’, he mused, 'No, too early.’ He let out a sigh and was about to light his cigarette until he somehow managed to pump into a person, his lighter falling amongst the snow. He murmured a “my bad”, before squatting to pick it up.