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There was something quintessentially wild about him, a fey quality that he didn't see in himself. He hid behind casual words and a carefully constructed facade, but the fun that lived within him was not a tame, childish thing. It was a feral mischief, a love of exhilaration and adrenaline. He brought the wildness of his nature to the suburbs, to the cities. He slept in trees. —•••••