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    Armand had no need for his coffin, but it was one of his odd purchases post-divorce that he took pride or comfort in. Comfort-coffin. He sat on the floor beside it with a wonderful hand held hoover that could be ‘charged’ with a wire plugging into the wall that would, as long as it sucked electricity occasionally, enable it immortality like himself.

    He gladly used the vampiric hand held hoover device to clean the satin ruffled pillow in his lap when the doorbell to his Parisian apartment dinged. A human couldn’t have heard it from the other end of the ginormous large-roomed apartment but his vampire ears did, and he raced to turn the hoover off and leave things as they were to run and answer it across his new home.

    He had ordered many electronic devices recently from the internet on his electronic computer that folded, including a new ipad not tainted like his one in dubai, and the people that rang his doorbells were the delivery servicemen. So he didn’t think at all about sensing who it might be, reading their thoughts. He only thought of the Ninja Creamy 3000 and the next gen ipad as he opened the door to Daniel Molloy.

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