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In 100, by Amy on November 24, 2018 at 11:06 pm

From where he stood, he could see only a portion of her slender face. Today she looked content, radiant, focused. Occasionally her hand would come up and brush her loose hair aside. She would put her glasses on. Or take them off. And sometimes she would chat to someone out of his view and smile gaily. At 11:45am she would generally leave the office building, for lunch. That was always the best part of his day. He would hide his greasy apron and wink her a shy smile as she strode by, longing one day soon she’d crave Korean burritos.

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