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Chandra took in his surroundings, and then he observed his quarry for today. The informer was an old man, he would place him around 60-65, if he had to. Pot bellied, almost bald, and a white curvy mustache, he wore a over sized full sleeve cotton shirt which had patches of sweat visible around his wait and his arm pits. He matched that khaki shirt with a formal cream colored pant which had seen better days. He wore leather sandals along with that garb, and held a small man purse, dangling along his right hand completing the look of a man who had spent most of his life in the generation gone by.