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Pattern passion. He was a free. I realized with a little shiver, a metal-legged spider
scampered up the ladder at my spine and curled itself into a cold tingling ball just beneath
the back of my skull. A perfect, perfect free. As humans, we liked frees, but rarely had
I met such a dedicated one. I got on at North Acton, travelling east at 6.33 every weekday
morning, and as far as I could tell, he started doing this on the 3rd of March. He chose the