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lockwood.
after four months, his proximity was shocking; shocking too how familiar and unfamiliar he was, all at the same time. he was standing on the dowdy little landing in his long dark coat, his right hand still hovering by the bell. his hair, as ever, flopped to one side over his brow; his eyes sparkled at me between the fronds. as i met his gaze, he smiled and that smile was a world away from the 100-gigawatt version you saw in the papers. it was warm but somehow hesitant, as if it hadn't recently been used. it was the smile i'd hazily imagined a hundred times, only now it was real, solid, meant just for me. he wore the same old coat with the same old claw marks from the night we'd opened mrs Barrett's tomb. the suit was new though - charcoal-grey with the thinnest purple stripe, always, it was elegant, stylish and slightly too tight for him. i even recognized the tie - it was one i'd given him year ago, after the case of the christmas corpse. so he still had that, still liked to wear it...
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anlatan kişi locku biraz kesiyor sanki
inanir misin bes kitap boyunca asla acik acik beraber olmuyorlar (ama yazar onayladi beraber olduklarini) FAV SHİPLERİMDEN
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