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Re: Crossing Paths

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As soon as they reached the bottom and asked about dinner, he listened as Ali pointed at the phone table, and then told him where to phone, the number, and what he'd like. No doubt this was part of his routine with how he remembered it all at the top of his head. So as soon as Ali left into the living room, he then smiled, then shifted through the menu's till he reached the leaflet for the Gourmet Palace and noticed everything he had said had been ringed around.

With the order sorted, he then dialled the number and gave the order, the address which he made sure was not his own, before putting the phone down. He had brought his wallet with him so he was alright paying, though he wondered more about Ali's future, how he would support himself, or perhaps what he had given himself to was a lifetime commitment. He'd need to find out more.

He had half an hour till the food arrived, with Ali occupied. He could phone work but he'd only get into all that bother again, but what he did notice was how Ali had calmed down and continued as normal. He'd have time to find out more when he's at school, but for now, he entered the living room and found a pad and pen on the side which he then passed to Ali, "You wouldn't mind putting down what you usually do, do you? Not now, but when you have time, okay?", not wishing to be late for anything.

He then decided to find out more about him, "So what do you like to do?", seeing that the Doctor had suggested to create a routine, and couldn't do so if he didn't know what he liked.
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Re: Crossing Paths

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His concentration was on the television untill the advertisements were on, of course he heard what Joe had said it just didnt sink in yet he asked him wether he could right down what he did during the day. He wasn't sure where the whole routine came from for Ali is was something introduc to him by his mother when he was diagnosed, and Ali fitted his interests around it.

Picking up the pen he wrote carefully since he wasn't that confident of a writer. His writting was messy but eligible.
" Dinner 5:00 till 6:30, 6:30 til 7:00 tv time, 7:00 till 8:00 fun ,8:00 till 9:00 bed routine"

He handed the piece of paper to Joe, he also asked what he liked to do. Humming in thought he spoke " puzzles...comics....movies....yeah" he tapped his fingers together his attention fixed on the pen untill the television show came back on, giving a light smile he watched carefully.

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Re: Crossing Paths

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From here on, things would be quite different, for both of them. After passing the pad, he then rested himself in the chair. For him, he didn't have a routine as such. His routine was flexible, as there was times he had to be in a certain place, but being the Director, and being alone, he was flexible and sometimes spontanenously fancied something different, though wasn't sure how he could keep that up now. Maybe he did need someone to keep him in line.

He took the paper that Ali passed to him, with the "fun" part being curious about, until he responded, "puzzles...comics....movies....yeah", before the television show returned and returned his gaze to the screen. He had saw his movie shelf in his room, and from what he had done with the rubix cube, he certainly liked puzzles.

The missing parts was before 5, which was school, which is when he could be at work or do some research. He had at least a week off from work, providing he don't recieve a call or text, so he had time to get used to it, then when Ali got used to having him around, he could ask if he wished to stay here or move to his home, though at the same time, he couldn't leave either houses behind. He loved his house which he had, seeing as it had all been from the work he had done. Not to mention he missed relaxing in his jacuzzi.

As he waited, he thought he'd dive into some memorabilia, before a knock was at the door. Seeing Ali occupied, he then smiled, before leaving the living room and answering the door, as he took his wallet out and passed the cash over, before moving straight to the kitchen to serve up.

Once he was done serving up, he took knives and forks into the dining room, then the plates, before calling for Ali, "Ali...Dinner's ready!". It was all new for him, and didn't imagine himself having someone to take care of so early, though both were doing well so far. He only hoped everything will be alright, both at home and work.

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Re: Crossing Paths

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He walked into the dinning room slowly, carefully carrying his glass of water from earleir on. Sitting at the table he examined his plate and reached across the table to pick up 4 spring rolls, cutting them up into three seperate sections he rotated his plate around so the spring rolls were facing away from him. Carefully spooning out the chicken stir fry he was carefully to make sure that there was an correct ammont of each vegetable in the stir fry on his plate as well as it not touching the spring rolls. Finnaly rotating the plate a final time he spooned out some rice his mind counting how many strand fell onto the plate as they fell.

Adjusting his knife and fork to precision he begun eating, slowly his eyes fixed on the plate occasionally looking around the room and briefly at Joe. Eating was an important system for him he would eat on thing at a time and no food could be touching another, the same amount of food each time there was certain numbers for certain foods, like four carrots or half a banana everything had a system that had to be followed.

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Being the Head of the Company meant to be an image, an image that was both to be respected, aswell as awe-inspiring, not only to those who worked for you, but also clients, potential clients, aswell as potential employees. This wasn't only maintained through deliberations, but also when gathering for dinner, making sure he learnt the tricks of the trade of setting the table correctly (though his staff usually tended to that). All in all, he has been doing pretty well for himself, but at what cost? He wasn't expecting them to go so suddenly when they were a healthy and fit pair.

The thought he cast aside, as soon as Ali entered, as he sat at the table, which in turn had Joseph also sit in table in accordance, before awaiting his turn for his food. He watched as Ali arranged his plate, and as he did so, he wondered how he was back when he was alot younger, and what his mother had to do. If he had come home to a brother of five years with the same condition, then he would be in trouble, but the fact he was seventeen and had alot of experience under his belt, knew what he was doing and knew what needed to be done, they could help each other out.

Once Ali had finished with his, Joseph took his part, though he tended to mix the rice with anything with sauce, which in this case, he used the chicken stir fry - hoping that the way he arranged his plate only applied to his, so in taking a precaution, only mixed a little bit and if all was well, he could then jumble up the rest.

They sure had quite a lot to catch up on, though in this case, it was alot harder since he remembered what the Doctor said about him not able to answer complicated questions, whilst keeping in mind his mental age. He had learnt quite a bit since his arrival, his favourite colour, his likes and dislikes. It seemed that Ali took great pride in how he ate his food, though didn't know what he thought of speaking during meals since he had heard of some people from what his staff told him, about a time where they went round such-and-such's house and they were told to be silent and enjoy their food.

No harm in testing though, was there? "Is there any food you don't like Ali?". Afterall, this was their first meal together, though they'd be many more to come and the last thing he wished to do was give him something he didn't like, and then having to make something else whilst being careful not to ruin the routine - then again, the Doctor did say to create one, not keep this one.

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Re: Crossing Paths

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Although he did listen to Joe as he spoke asking about what food he didn't like his mind sort of rewound itself linking to a memory of foods he didn't like. " coconut...egg whites........chick peas...blueberries. Don't like" he spoke softly as he finished the spring rolls and moved on to the stir fry.

Luckily he wasn't allergic to anything so didn't have to worry about foods that could harm him. He enjoyed foods that were sweet but not to sweet and sharp fruits like lemon and limes were a mixed feeling. Tomatoes baffled him really first people say they they are a fruit and others say that they are a vegetable because they grow out of the ground and not on a tree.

Shaking his head lightly he looked to Joe's Plate watching as he mixed the stir fry with a bit of the rice, humming softly he ate slowly, as long as his own plate was left along he would feel fine. Taking a swig of the water he looked around the room again then to his watch, everything was going fine right now Joe was staying with him and it was good, he couldn't really take care of himself of course he knew how his routine worked but things like cooking and going to school he needed someones help.

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Well, he was pleased that one of the situations his staff had once talked about didn't occur. He never heard of any situation, or being in a situation, when talking was not allowed when eating. Then again, he'd only asked one little question, so far, though the situation was rare since dinner time was always a time for communion throughout history, both to eat, and to discuss, catchup.

He took into mind the foods that Ali mentioned, "coconut...egg whites........chick peas...blueberries. Don't like", which meant no coconut milk, no Thai curry then. Though not everyone was a fan of spicy foods. The stir fry was indeed tasty but didn't have the burst of heat as curries could offer, but perhaps the fact that they didn't order curry answered his query instead.

He ate a full spoonfuls calmly, before glancing up with his eyes to Ali as he saw him check his watch and seemed relaxed which was a good sign. Everything was going well so far, though he was in his comfort zone, and wondered how he'd act with his routine changed. Afterall, he couldn't stay off work forever.

The only shame was now his routine was back on track, Ali could continue as normal and call him when needed, and if his parents hadn't got a computer for his research, he had his laptop and doggle in his car. Once he knew more, he would then know how to proceed. It would also help when he took him school, which he'd find out tomorrow. He assumed he had a class specifically for him, as it not only benefited him but prevented those taking the micky, and no doubt they'd be others who were in same position as him, or at least those with a lot more experience who he could talk too. Maybe some the same age.

"What do you think of school?", he asked, wondering how he felt about it, and to have some pre-knowledge and prevent surprises when he went there tomorrow morning.

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" what do you think of school ?"

The question sort of was doubled edged sword, he enjoyed school since the lessons were slow so he could understand what was going on as well as getting help from his one to one teacher who helped him with writting and the school routine of lessons and lunchtime. Although Ali stayed in the same room most of the time except for gym class he only had troubled walking in the hallways, the amount of people and the noise of the school bell upset him. He used to be made fun of buy the older kids in school but now he would wait in the classroom till he was ready to be picked up.

"Good....noisy sometimes....I like.....maths" he explained Maths was easy for him to understand it was everything else that he struggled with. It was a small class with only five students in it each with there own assistant to help them around school.

Finishing the stir fry he started on the rice he enjoyed rice as long as it had a bit of flavour to it at least. Plain rice was okay but he didn't really eat it that often. He thought about Joe asking about school would he go and talk to his teacher and tell him about his parents not being around any more. Shaking his head again he hummed as he ate.

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He felt like he was young again, only that it was the other way round, seeing as when he came home from school, his parents asked how was school, and now he was asking a similar question. Afterall, he was performing quite a few parts, and he was no born actor, but he'd rather wrap up today getting an understanding so the rest went easier, cos if things went wrong, he had a night to rest, but if things went wrong in the morning, and they were late, then it would mess things up.

"Good....noisy sometimes....I like.....maths", Alex replied, as Joseph smiled and nodded to show he understood. He would of expected maths, though was also a good sign that he spoke positively except for the noise. Speaking of noise, he then heard a hum from Ali, as he then looked up after taking a few more spoonfuls and wiping his mouth, and asked, "Something wrong Ali? All you need to do is tell me, ok?".

Now that he knew more about Ali since his arrival, he felt he was improving, but no college, no degree, nothing he had worked for could prepare him for situations like this, and believed that cases such as this should also be made more aware. With how well his parents looked after him, and where he had been after, there were those who have a pound each week to charity, he wondered if there was a charity related to Ali like other conditions. He could commit his whole company's charity fund to go to it, seeing as they kept some money from donations from visitors and staff alike. Once again, another research project.

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He finished soon after Joe did his plate completely clean he looked at Joe as he spoke asking if something was wrong and that he could tell him what was concerning Ali.

Nodding slowly he spoke " okay....schools start at 9:00....we leave the house at 8:30...20 minutes to get...to school" he explained his hands tapping together, taking a final swing of his water he placed the knife and fork on his plate making sure to allign the cutlery perfectly.

Looking at his watch he spoke " can...I watch....tv now..." he asked his eyes looking around the room and down to the floor, his brain clicked after a moment and he added " please" rubbing his hands together he wondered what was on tv it was probably what he usually watch probably a few cartoons at this time of night.

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Dinner had gone down a treat, and was indeed delicious, before turning to Ali after he had asked if there was anything wrong, " okay....schools start at 9:00....we leave the house at 8:30...20 minutes to get...to school". Joseph nodded to show he understood, though wondered if they travelled by car or walked it, though he could ask that in the morning.

He then noticed Ali looking at his watch before asking if he could watch tv now, before adding "please" at the end, in which he responded with a smile as he too looked at his watch, "Sure. Go ahead", before putting their plates together, and moving into the kitchen ready to wash up, filling the bowl and getting acquainted with where stuff was, before clearing everything away.

Once he got this sorted, he could nip out to the car and do some research a little, and maybe do a little bit of work. All his stuff was at home, so he couldn't really do much, but the next few days, he'd find out more about his condition, more about Ali, and then ask how he feels moving from the home he has lived in all his life, since it was going to feel strange sleeping in the bed his parents had slept in....

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Returning the smile he stood up and walked through to the back room, turning the tv on and sitting in a large chair. Crossing his legs underneath him he selected an episode of the Simpsons luckily it was a new series so it didn't stress him out that it was the same episode. Even though Ali didn't understand the humour in the programme he enjoyed watching it as it held his attention.

Picking up one of the Chinese puzzles he rotated it slowly this one was fairly new only a few days old, it was a box within a box with a ball inside the smaller box. Feeling the box for any prominent bumps and ridges he twisted the box, bringing the box closer to his ear he tapped and shook the box trying to hear something.

Pushing up on the box it clicked and something moved squeaking in surprise he smiled as he worked his way round pushing different part of the box watching it open slowly he glanced at the tv even if he wasn't watching his mind was still tracking down what was going on.

( of to bed film shoot tomorow will be online around the same time)

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He was pleased to see Ali happy, though he had only been with Ali for just a few hours, but had yet to discover him outside away from the comfort of his home, and how he was at school and those he was with. Guess there was only one way to find out.

With pots done, since takeaways was easy and there was just them too, before glancing into the lounge as he saw the TV on while playing more puzzles. He surely was intrigued by them and did enjoy them as he saw him smile. He made sure he had his house key aswell as his car key before leaving the house, nipping into his car where he pulled his suitcase out the back seat and then re-entered the house and sitting in the backroom to work on his research while Ali was occupied.


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( is okay I'm going to skip to bedtime since I have ten minutes before I have to run out of the house and film for 4 hours I should wear sun cream it hot today)

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It didn't take him long to finish the puzzle about ten to fifteen minutes and after watching some more cartoon and checking the room for any mess he spoke after looking at his watch.

" bedtime...joe...need to...get pita a...brush teeth...comb hair...get clothes for tomorow" he explained counting the list on his fingers. He probably knew somewhere that most 17 year olds went to bed whenever they wanted but Ali always fell asleep at nine No mater where he was it was always a priority for him to sleep at a certain time and get up at a certain time.

" get up...7;45...brush teeth....comb hair...get dressed for school.....have breakfast.......put bag on....go to school." he added realising that Joe didn't know his morning routine and he didn't want to be waken up early or late because that would throw everything else of.

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Joseph spent quite a bit of time surfing the net and finding out more, aswell as a charity that also dealt with autism, which he took a note of and texted Gareth so the proceeds in their charity box went there. Soon after his text went through, he begun to get texts back, realising he should of probably waited but least he had some insight into what was happening at work and making sure everything run smoothly.

When he checked the time, he realised that the tv time and fun time for Ali was over, so he returning to the living room as he saw Ali look at his watch, "bedtime...joe...need to...get pita a...brush teeth....comb hair...get clothes for tomorrow", watching as he said each thing he needed to do on his fingers before telling him the morning routine and how he needed to get up 7:45, so he'd probably wake up around 7:30, or maybe earlier to check up on things. Last thing he wanted was one of his clients to phone him personally and not know what was going on.

Joseph looked at his own watch, seeing it was bedtime, as he nodded, "Thank you Ali, though what was the first one again?". He was sure he said "pita a" though was curious what it was or if he misheard or misunderstood. If Ali was younger, then his job would be alot harder, but they could help each other out.

After having Ali explain, he then smiled before stretching his arms out, one towards Ali, while the other pointed towards the stairs, "Well..let's go get you sorted then", being at his side and letting Ali lead. Once he knew what he usually does, what he wears for school, he can then make sure everything is ready since he could sort clothes while he done his teeth and combed his hair. He personally didn't bother combing his hair before bed as he usually gave it a wash in the morning if it was too tangled, though he had to admit, Ali's hair was well taken care of.

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He stood up turning the tv off and putting the remote back where it was supposed to go. Walking up to Joe he took his hand softly his head titled as he thought about what he said first in his bedtime routine.

" Pijamas" he replied struggling with the word it was a complicated word with a lot of letters, he could manage smaller words but not bigger longer words.

He shuffled his feet and walked up the stairs he switch on the bathroom light as he walked and walked into his bedroom letting go of Joe's hand he walked over to a set of drawers pulling out a pair of Pijamas he placed them on the bed. He put them on after brushing his teeth and hair, it was easier than getting his Pijamas all dirty before he got into bed it felt uncomfortable to be in dirty clothes while you were sleeping.

Walking into the bathroom he brushed his teeth, twice and combed his hair 20 times each stroke was as careful as the next. Putting everything back where it was he walked back into his room and changed quickly into his Pijamas. His lack of coordination meant that he couldn't connect buttons together as well as tie his own laces. So he wore a plain blue t shirt that was soft and comfortable as well as some soft trousers.

Opening his wardrobe showing all of his clothes he pointed to his school uniform with was a white shirt with a black jumper and black trousers there were three sets of shirts so two could be washed and one could be a spare." for school" he mumbled as he slid his watch from his wrist, humming he put the watch on his bedside table and looked at his alarm clock the alarm never went off but it was there to calm him down since he felt lost without a sense of time. Climbing into bed resting his head on the pillow he spoke. " Night Joe" he stared at the wall waiting for the light to be turned off he could probably sleep through the night with a light on but he preferred it off.

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Joseph followed Ali after making sure everything downstairs was turned off after Ali explained he meant his pyjamas, with the way he told him clearly shown how he was struggling with it. Perhaps he should call them "jimjams" as that is what he used to call them when he was younger, though thinking about it, he hadn't brought his pyjamas with him, as he wasn't expecting to stay round. Guess he could borrow his fathers', though he'd have to wake up early to make sure Ali didn't see his father rather than him.

Since he reached the top of the stairs, Ali that went into the bathroom where he waited outside. Once again, Joe was unprepared, since he was not expecting Ali to be who he was and with his condition, though it was not a bad thing. Once he drops Ali off at school, he'd return home to get his things, as all he had was what he had on him and what was in the car, which wasn't alot.

He hung back and let Ali get on with it, until he opened the wardrobe, which no doubt was for his purpose since he already had his pjamas on, so he entered more into the room as he looked inside his wardrobe as he told him where the school uniform was, before he got ready for bed and climbed into bed, "Night Joe", as Joseph took on the role of mother and kissed his forehead and smiled, "Night Ali. Sleep well", before getting off his knees and turned his light off, glancing towards Ali before leaving to his room.

Well, it wasn't his room, but he needed somewhere to sleep, as he took out a pair of pyjamas, not the short type he was used to so he remedied it with folding in, before setting his alarm on his phone and putting under his pillow. He could of stayed up with all that has happened, he needed some sleep and didn't wish to alarm Ali either.

(In the morning)

It had been a fine sleep, though he still didn't feel right in his own bed which was alot softer and not so wide. He had to roll to reach the end of the bed since the bed was larger than he liked, before returning to his formal clothes, back to clothes that he was comfortable in, and ending with making the bed.

He had set his alarm for half past, so with him finished, he walked onto the hallway and peered into Ali's room to see the time on his clock glowing. From what the Doctor said, what Ali told him, and what he had read, he had to keep to time strictly, so he couldn't keep up his usual routine that he usually done, but for today, he'd work to Ali's. He wondered if Ali would fancy going gym, as he usually did once a week, though he still needed to see how he was outside.

Seeing the time glow "7:44", he walked in slowly, looking around at the movies he had while in his head, he counted slowly to 60, before sitting on the edge of Ali's bed as the "4" switched to a "5". He turned himself slightly before his right hand tapped Ali's shoulder and would move his hand a little bit till he caught a sign that he was up,. "Time to get up Ali".....

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"Kay he mumbled softly sitting up in bed rubbing his eyes softly, he looked around the room making sure that nothing had changed or been moved around.glancing at his alarm clock he sighed softly seeing that Joe had woken him up at the exact time he had told him.

He put his watch on straight away making sure that it was working and at the correct time. Pushing the covers back he made the bed neatly and smoothed down any creases. Walking over to the wardrobe he placed his school uniform on his bed, he pulled out a pair of clean underwear from his drawer.

" can...you button this.." he asked pointing to his shirt even though it only had one button he couldn't fit his head through it properly and it made him feel constricted. He walked to the bathroom and paused before adding " please"

Brushing his teeth and hair he looked in the mirror for a while thinking about what needing doing today. Get dressed and have breakfast then go to school.

Walking back into his room he brushed his hair out of his eyes and pulled on his trousers after taking his Pijamas off and putting them in the laundry basket in his room. Sliding on his socks his face concentrating on putting the socks on correctly looking over to Joe he waited to see if he sorted out his shirt for him.

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As soon as he had woken up, and Ali had responded, Joseph moved out the way, as Ali sat up to put his watch on and then made his bed. From what Ali told him last night, he's wake up, brush his teeth, comb his hair, and then get dressed, which meant he could sort his clothes out while he sorted himseld out in the bathroom, but instead, he saw him pull his own uniform out of the wardrobe, and seeing no need, he decided he could probably get breakfast ready.

"can...you button this..please", Ali asked, as Joseph decided that breakfast could wait as he done what was asked of how while Ali got himself sorted in the bathroom. He then stood at the side, after he had unbuttoned the top, seeing as he couldn't button it up as asked when it was already done, so once Ali had his trousers and socks on, he then moved towards him.

His hands inside the shirt pulled the shirt within itself before putting over Ali's head all at once, so it got rid of the hassle of pulling the shirt down so his head could pop out, which, after letting go slightly, caused the rest of the shirt to fall down into place, except his arms, which was why he didn't let go all the way so he could get his arms through, before re-buttoning his top, leaving the collar up since he had his jumper to put on.

While Ali tucked himself in, he then took his jumper and done the same as he put over his head, then stopped so he could get his hands through, before fixing up the collar. His eyes glancing from the collar to Ali to make sure that he was ok for him doing it, but since he was there, he liked to be of use, he liked to be doing something.

"Wonderful! You look marvellous Ali!", he smiled as he stood back, as it was no doubt breakfast time, "Now what would you like for breakfast?".

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His eyes blinked rapidly when Joe did up his button he didn't like hands around his face and neck made him panic but not to much it was just the face of personal space and him being comfortable with it. He had improved a lot as he grew older there was a time where he could hold anyones hands at all leaving him vulnerable to wandering off.

" now what would you like for breakfast? "

The question was a complicated one, sometimes he had toast, other days he had cereal. His fingers tapped together as he worked out what breakfast day it was today. " Toast...Orange Juice...Banana" he spoke his feet moving from side to side as he looked at his watch it was 8:00 already that means he had fifteen minutes to eat breakfast making that 8:15 then he would check his bag for everything that he needed as well as getting his shoes on, after that they would get going walking took to long so they would go in the car it took him a while to get used to a car he liked to see out of the window but didn't like feeling confined.

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