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"Not bad," Hartley murmured to himself. "I must say, not bad at all."
His cream linen suit was enjoying its first outing since last summer, and it hung with crumpled elegance on his slim frame. Old but serviceable. Bit like me, Hartley thought, and plenty of wear still left, by God.
He adjusted the collar of his dark blue shirt. It was hemp, extremely comfortable, and when it wore out you could smoke it, the man in the hemp shop had joked when he bought it.
Hartley ran a comb through his hair. He was damned lucky there as well. It was positively American in its snowy luxuriance. He moved a step nearer the mirror for a quick facial check. Bit ...
Source: HighBeam Research, Hollywood.(Short story)