Her smile steps offstage for a moment, then does an encore, all while I'm dealing with my blushing face.
Her smile steps offstage for a moment, then does an encore, all while I'm dealing with my blushing face.
I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here-me included-will have disappeared from the face of the earth and turned into ashes or dust. A weird thought, but everything in front of me starts to seem unreal, like a gust of wind could blow it all away.
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