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sherlock holmes

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, in motion

He walks with a peculiarly relaxed kind of purpose, taking the time to glance back at his dog and let out brief, regal mutterings. He puts down his book, takes off his hat, and reveals a distinct lack of any meaningful hair on his head.

”I’ve got to speak one or two words, and just try my voice I understand?”

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