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... skin and forgotten to finish. His collarbones jutted through his rag of a shirt like jagged rocks breaking through eroded soil.
He didn’t shout this time. He didn’t try to pitch his wares or haggle with imaginary customers.
He just sat there on that crate looking utterly defeated, scratching his head with dirty fingernails that hadn’t seen soap in what might have been weeks.
The pan sat on his lap like a neglected pet, unloved and chronically unsold.
Kaizen felt ...
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