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Frazier Champion was nothing like his name suggested. He was meek of nature, tall, stooped, and with a forehead that resembled an extra-large, blanched duck's egg. He wore black-rimmed trifocals, and a cheap grey suit hung awkwardly off his boney shoulders. He was perpetually paper cut, and was never happier than with columns of figures that he added on a large calculator balanced with a sheaf of papers were perched on an equally boney knee.
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