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For years Little returned to lecture at
the college, and for years, at lunchtime,
he walked the banks of the Richelieu
River indulging his imaginary
hobby—until the day the college
moved its campus to a landlocked location.
Stripped of his cover story, Professor
Little resorted to the only escape
hatch he could find—the men’s room.
After each lecture, he would race to the
restroom and hide inside a stall. One
time, a military man spotted Little’s
shoes under the door and began a
hearty conversation, so Little took to
keeping his feet propped up on the
bathroom walls, where they would be
hidden from view. (Taking shelter in
bathrooms is a surprisingly common
phenomenon, as you probably know if
you’re an introvert. “After a talk, I’m in
bathroom stall number nine,” Little
once told Peter Gzowski, one of
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