Wayne Clark’s hands don’t stop shaking. Not when they’re dangling, loose and forgotten, at his sides. Not when they’re spontaneously raised as a gesture in conversation. Not when they’re thrust outwards to receive the warm embrace of a family member or an old friend. When they’re at rest, near his hips, his large . . .

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