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"Dork...rhymes with stork..." Gary half mumbled half sang as he was led inside. He had the presence of mind to remove his shoes and socks near the shoe cabinet, holding onto John's shoulder for support to keep his balance. He made a mental note to clean his shoes in the morning, as he wore some comfortable house slippers and went into the bedroom.
"My wallet...take the cab fare..." he tried to sound coherent as he held out his cream and caramel wallet out with unsteady hands.
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