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The light held him fixed, like a museum specimen, needle through chest. It gives you the feeling that you're trapped.

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" The tombs, ill-lit by television light, where the people sat like the dead, the gray or multicolored lights touching their faces, but never really touching them "

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They passed one house on one street a moment later, one house in an entire city of houses that were dark but this one particular house had all of its electric lights brightly lit, every window a loud yellow illumination square and warm in the cool darkness "that's my house" said Leonard Mead

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The street was silent and long and empty, with only his shadow moving like the shadow of a hawk in mid country. This shows he’s truly alone - like a hawk in mid country

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“They passed one house on one street a moment later, one House in an entire city of houses that were dark, but this one particular house had all of it’s electric lights brightly lit, every window a loud yellow illuminaton, square and warm in the cool darkness”

I think that this is the most important because it really shows the theme of the story, which in my opinion would be: It is a good thing to be a pathfinder, and to be unique, but it can have consequences that are unfair.

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“When the lone car turned a corner quite suddenly and flashed a fierce white cone of light upon him, he stood entranced, not unlike a night moth, stunned by the illumination, and then drawn toward it.” It adds a more curious tone for the reader, to find out the unknown

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“And it was not unequal to walking through a graveyard where only the faintest of glimmers of firefly light appeared in flickers behind the windows.” That got me really thinking about what he saw and how it affected him. It was very profound and deep.

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"infrequent  lamplighters as he went in smelling it's rusty smell." Rust reminds you of old left alone objects and changes the mood of the story

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“and whistled a cold quiet whistle between his teeth” he “tastes” the cold. This gives an effect of a negative and darker feel to the story.

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“it smelled of hard antiseptic; it smelled too clean and hard metallic”

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“There was a good crystal frost in the air;it cut the nose and made the lungs blaze like a Christmas tree inside;you could feel the cold light going on and off, all the branches filled with invisible snow.

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He would stand on a corner of an intersection and peer down long moonlit avenues of sidewalk in 4 directions

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“To enter out into silence that was the city at 8:00 of a misty evening in November” is soothing because it is a silent and peaceful environment.

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"The tombs, ill-lit by television light, where the people sat like the dead, the gray or multicolored lights touching their faces but never really touching them." This is the most salient because it really tells the character's personality and his outlook on life.

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“it smelled of riveted steel and antiseptic”. this establishes the mood of the police car by providing a stone cold feel to this part of the story.