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She looked at him, he looked at her. Since when had the two of them been facing each other at that table? Ever since, maybe. He rested his chin on his hand, and she didn't even show a reaction, just staring at him with that damn literal glassy eye of hers. She squinted at the thin, almost stunted, disheveled brushes nearby, silent. IT IS. Perhaps it would do him good to change his friendships a little.
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