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He was prising snot loose from his nose, prior to deploying a handkerchief and expelled breath; poking it, dragging a nail upwards and down so gently; enjoying himself, but too concentrated for a look of satisfaction; intense, like an animal or less than self-conscious human beings, itchy, scratching themselves. And then he blew it; both tunnels; quite hard, the square white cloth pushed up into his face; the explosive utterance of a full-up nose and the mucky billowing of held fabric forced in place by broad chubby hands, again and again; till the volumes were wrung and empty.