Short Story "Tainted"

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I wanted to get every bodies opinion on a short story. It is to long to transcribe the whole thing here but I will put the first part and if you think you would like it I will put a link at the bottom so you can read the whole thing. He was sitting in a cafe, recklessly pouring sugar into his coffee. He wasn't there for the coffee, nor was he there for the sugar, but he had recognized in his line of work that nobody cared about him as long as he was pouring sugar into his coffee when they looked at him. He didn't even need to drink the coffee. The sugar was enough to convince them he wasn't Tainted. Honestly, he didn't care what most people thought most days. Sometimes he would even wear pink socks and watch peoples reactions. He'd often would receive none. If it weren't for the Protection of People act, he wouldn't even worry about convincing people he didn't have the disease. But you never knew who was or wasn't packing heat these days, and he couldn't chance it. Especially not today. Today was the day of his delivery. He stared out and sighed, stroking his gray stubble slightly, while tearing open another packet of sugar. The cafe was a particular favorite of his, because it looked out into Central Park. The park was a refuge for the wreck that was Manhattan. There was someone in the House that cared enough about the people to keep this small sanctuary from falling into decay, he thought bitterly. Most of the policticos were too concerned with not getting voted out of office thanks to accusations of not responding to the Taint enough. The Park was a lesser problem. If you liked the beginning and want to read the rest of it, I have it posted here. http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2541149/tainted.html?cat=44 I wanted you guys to let me know what you think about the writing style and the story in general. Thanks MyLotters