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do that. Time. There was plenty of time. Whoever it was who lived here wouldn't in all likelihood be home for quite a while. Where does he keep the brandy? It was, as surroundings go, a pleasant place to just sit and wait, throw some photos and film on the fire - and reflect. Old times, lost acquaintances, a lost love, life's choices just roll by in the spell of such trappings. Choices. Is this how dad might have done it? The decor. The room. It definitely needed a more assertive touch. An elks head on the wall? Mmmm. It didn't actually have to be an elk's head. Besides, elk never hurt anybody, anyway...