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Feb. 6th, 2012 05:11 pmThe front door of Milliways opens and a naked man walks through it.
His hair is swept back tidily, his skin fresh and clean and smooth except for a number of scars—varyingly old and varyingly interesting. Almost before he's cleared the threshold, he stops, looking around in a brief, brief moment of total confusion.
Halfway through spinning back around toward the (now closed) Door, he silently explodes into a cloud of fine grey dust.
His hair is swept back tidily, his skin fresh and clean and smooth except for a number of scars—varyingly old and varyingly interesting. Almost before he's cleared the threshold, he stops, looking around in a brief, brief moment of total confusion.
Halfway through spinning back around toward the (now closed) Door, he silently explodes into a cloud of fine grey dust.
