Sergo

His walk, as he walked with friends on the cobbled lanes of Karmapolis, was nonchalant with his steps falling like they did not care where. Very much a part of the group, yet, consistently aloof. His contribution to the conversation would generally be a loud laugh and an occasional remark on topics that went around, irking his company with mooning questions and all this while keeping his posture frank and genial. His coruscating eyes, as they stared right through his company, looked like they held an embarrassing insight.

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