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`` Habit -- queer thing , Leonard -- I thought I was all right . '' `` Yes ? '' `` You see , in college I used to take an alcohol rub-down after my bouts , and a drink . And now , after my fight at noon -- smelling this -- you do n't know how it brings it back , appetite , recollections , everything -- '' he waved his hands hopelessly again . `` Do n't think of it . Put your mind on something else . '' Caradoc gave a short mirthless laugh .