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Rob Lake, thirty three fit, attractive, dark haired, sat with his freshly brewed white coffee at the bar in the wide clear, window, untroubled as it was by logos. He liked to sit here in the mornings before work gazing, still slightly spaced from sleep at the thronging rush of humanity flooding down the broad busy London street outside. Rob idly flicked through a stained copy of the Metro that someone had discarded on the bar, he also scanned the half full coffee shop looking at his fellow customers, especially checking out the women. There were a couple of attractive ones, a blonde one, about twenty five probably, especially caught his attention. She was cute, curvy and full lipped. Rob was tempted to check her history, see whether anyone had edited, that in itself could do no harm, no one would know, and it's always a good idea to check you're not messing with another editor's project.

Rob Lake, thirty three fit, attractive, dark haired, sat with his freshly brewed white coffee at the bar in the wide clear, window, untroubled as it was by logos. He liked to sit here in the mornings before work gazing, still slightly spaced from sleep at the thronging rush of humanity flooding down the broad busy London street outside. Rob idly flicked through a stained copy of the Metro that someone had discarded on the bar, he also scanned the half full coffee shop looking at his fellow customers, especially checking out the women. There were a couple of attractive ones, a brunette one, about twenty five probably, especially caught his attention. She was cute, curvy and full lipped. Rob was tempted to check her history, see whether anyone had edited, that in itself could do no harm, no one would know, and it's always a good idea to check you're not messing with another editor's project. He had a look, her name was Letitia Parker, and her history tab was blue. Well will you look at that, she's just been edited. She had been a blonde, a second ago. Rob shook his head, that sense of Deja Vu always took some getting used to. He narrowed his eyes and glanced casually around the room, it didn't look like there were any other editors around, though it's not always easy to tell of course, he could have tabbed through the throng until he found the relevent marker, but he didn't have time and anyway it wasn't his job.

Rob Lake, thirty three overweight, unattractive, bad breath and lank dark hair, sat with his jumbo coke at the bar in the wide clear, window, untroubled as it was by logos. He liked to sit here in the mornings before work gazing, still slightly spaced from sleep at the thronging rush of humanity flooding down the broad busy London street outside. Rob idly flicked through a stained copy of the Metro that someone had discarded on the bar, he also scanned the half full coffee shop looking at his fellow customers, especially checking out the women. There were a couple of attractive ones, a red head, about twenty five probably, especially caught his attention. She was cute, curvy and full lipped. Rob was tempted to check her history, see whether anyone had edited, that in itself could do no harm, no one would know, and it's always a good idea to check you're not messing with another editor's project.

Hang on...Rob blinked and dropped the coke, he didn't even like the stuff. Some cheeky bastard had spotted him and edited him as well. He checked his own history tab...Bot717. Damn. Somebody using an anonymous 'bot on him. He'd have to speak to Charlie at the Stasi find out who was behind it. He quickly selected a revert. Here we go.


Rob Lake, thirty three fit, attractive, dark haired, sat with his freshly brewed white coffee at the bar in the wide clear, window, untroubled as it was by logos. He liked to sit here in the mornings before work gazing, still slightly spaced from sleep at the thronging rush of humanity flooding down the broad busy London street outside. Rob idly flicked through a stained copy of the Metro that someone had discarded on the bar, he also scanned the half full coffee shop looking at his fellow customers, especially checking out the women. There were a couple of attractive ones, a brunette one, about twenty five probably, especially caught his attention. She was cute, curvy and full lipped. Rob was tempted to check her history, see whether anyone had edited, that in itself could do no harm, no one would know, and it's always a good idea to check you're not messing with another editor's project. He had a look, her name was Letitia Parker, and her history tab was blue. Well will you look at that, she's just been edited. She had been a blonde. But then he knew that, having just reverted an edit on himself.

Time to go anyway, not that he ever had to be late of course, but Rob liked to act like a 'normal' human being most of the time...

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