I wrote something.
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Strangers
You go somewhere, to an event, or anywhere outside your house, not too far or not too close. On your way to your destination, you listen to music or look at your surroundings. When you reach your destination and meet up with your friends, there are people there you had never seen or met before. Then out of nowhere, several minutes or hours later that person, whom you don’t know, catches your attention. Throughout your stay at this place, you wonder if they have noticed you if they have seen you. They seem interesting, slightly more than everyone else. Pretty soon, it’s time to go and everything is left at that. You never spoke to them and as you walk out, you look back again. To see that stranger one last time. The very interesting person.
You go somewhere, to an event, or anywhere outside your house, not too far or not too close. On your way to your destination, you listen to music or look at your surroundings. When you reach your destination and meet up with your friends, there are people there you had never seen or met before. Then out of nowhere, several minutes or hours later that person, whom you don’t know, catches your attention. Throughout your stay at this place, you wonder if they have noticed you if they have seen you. They seem interesting, slightly more than everyone else. Pretty soon, it’s time to go and everything is left at that. You never spoke to them and as you walk out, you look back again. To see that stranger one last time. The very interesting person.
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