Cloid, like most people, owns a jacket. He, unlike most people, never takes it off. This is the single remarkable fact about an otherwise wholly unremarkable man.
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- Mandrake the Complacent
- A Phone Conversation
- Mollusk
- Inside of a Room
- Pins, Boxes, and Thumbs
- The Polymath, IV
- The Most Fun We Had All Day
- Flann and Brian
- 9 Things You Should Know
- Been, né Ben
- Recollections of a Person I Once Knew
- Taking an Elveator Together
- The Discomfort of Squatting
- One Conversation, the Details of Which Are Recorde...
- H.B. Isgood
- Minding Someone Else's Presence
- A short story involving a caper
- Fillip the Talker
- Being Bothered
- Blind Date
- Architects Really Ought To Know How To Swim
- Cloid
- Admiring Joseph
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