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He followed me across an art studio, his brown eyes narrowed together. His hands were stuffed into the pocket of his slim fit dark gray slacks. As he took each step, his neatly tucked in pale blue shirt would crease. I noticed his velvety black shoes and laces. “Did you need something?” I finally asked …
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I didn’t go straight home like usual. So when I spotted him in his unbuttoned oxford jean shirt over a plain white tee, rubbing his hands together and blowing warm breaths on them, I looked at him sympathetically. I trudged forward, hunched over. I watched as he greeted me with lips pressed together and head …
