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They are strangers. They are not looking for each other. She is headed in one direction and he is going somewhere else. Each of them went a new direction today, just because. They almost collide with force, but instead it’s only slightly, their hands brushing against each other as they go, the light touch just enough to pull them from their individual walking-down-the-street reveries. He nods and she smiles and they both continue on their paths. He’ll think about how he should have said something. She’ll think the same thing: If only I had spoken. They’ll walk the same path every day for awhile, hoping that maybe they’d meet once more, but they never quite time it right again.
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