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“Here, use this,” The man takes me out of my reverie. I look at him, his eyes are on the (his) so white handkerchief which he wants me to have. “No…no. I’m fine.” I quickly wipe my tear with my thumb and assume my previous position; looking outside the window. Did he just try to... Read More