It was the hair you noticed first, as jumbled as a thicket and as untameable. He liked to say it gave him something of the Medusa. Then the voice, excitedly gabbling about deals or bankers – it was usually one or the other. Then the audience, the huddle that would develop around him, catching the thoughts of a man forever fascinated by his work.
Eventually the circle would part wide enough for a newcomer to be admitted.
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