He rushed in, signed a few copies of the book and then as fast as he had entered (before we could call the police), he left again. We were lucky to get a few snapshots of him before he darted out of the store.
Right as he got to the door though he turned around and said in his hoarse voice... "By the way, you need a stronger lock. That new one broke after one shove."
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