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The Near Death Experience of a Petite Man
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The Near Death Experience of a Petite Man

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Tomos was a petite man in his 40s and could easily pass for a young teenager sometimes. His physical size, clothing, and facial neoteny made sure of that. He dressed smartly in formal attire. Perhaps it was a ploy to look much older than his boyish appearance. Tomos was on his way to revel with friends at a housewarming party in Walworth, South East London. Walking for nearly two hours and tired, should suggest his effort to reach the party. Though dressed like a toff, with an elegant black suit, shiny shoes and a gold-red cravat, and a clean haircut, he could not afford transport fares. His masked intention of attending the party was ‘financial edification.’ Some define it as seeking loans he would never pay back and cash gifts. Tomos had mastered the art of persuasion. But he was no street hustler. He associated with professional and intellectual who were too embarrassed to rebuff him. Kpeuna, the part’s host, was a generous and sometimes extravagant guy. It was going to be a grand night for him. Read More “The Near Death Experience of a Petite Man”