Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. I mean my cut-offs and boots.
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