Matthew Brown
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The wind ruffles short dark curls - at the last meeting they were cut perfectly straight, but now the bowl haircut has lost its shape; obviously Brown hasn't had the opportunity to visit a normal hairdresser He's wearing a dark fleece crew-neck sweater and a slim-fit Levi's, but Velcro sneakers and a jacket taken from someone else’s shoulder make it impossible to make a mistake: his the admirer did not come to Will as a free man. Wherever he came from, he doesn't look frozen. And the grin remained the same. "Good evening, Mr. Graham."
"There are enough stray dogs in this house."
“Thank God I have an owner,” Brown responds without batting an eyelid.