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In case you’ve ever asked yourself: What color is John Watson’s hair?

It’s the color of a cable-knit jumper worn to a dimly-lit, obscure Italian restaurant. The color of windblown sand on a cloudy day in the dry, unforgiving desert. The color of pebbles and stones on the quiet shore of the Thames. The color of dust on the worn surface of an old medical textbook, sitting next to a microscope. The color of warm tea sipped peacefully in the early morning before heading to the clinic. The color of a narrow, leather sofa pushed against a wall that has been subjected to a tirade of bullets and yellow spray paint. The color of a small jacket brushing against a cane as it clicks against a path in Regent’s Park. The color of the riotous mop of curls on the head of the best and the wisest man that Dr. John Watson has ever known. And the color of his days when he thought he had lost that man forever…

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