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Finger Food

Finger FoodMr Vandemar produced a bear paw from his suit pocket and proceeded to devour it.

Together with Mr Croup, he'd had a rather terminal chat with a supplier of upscale Asian restaurants earlier in the week. He had filled his pockets with a selection of various animal parts for later consumption, including pheasant carcasses and the paws of Himalayan bears.

It always paid to be prepared for an impromptu snack when you were eternally hungry.

On one memorable occasion, the preserved body of a long dead monk they had run across, had provided him with finger food for a week.

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Tags: fan fiction, fiction, horror, mr croup, mr vandemar, neverwhere
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