The Park, Monday Evening

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Tim sat under a tree, legs folded indian style, his hands resting on something he had in a green duffel. His eyes were closed, and he was trying to breathe deeply and steadily. This is Tim trying to meditate and commune with his wand/sword not dirty. He would most likely welcome an interruption, as he's not quite getting meditated.

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