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Lunch

The eyes seem almost like glass. I watch him watching the horizon. Is he waiting for someone to come, or just for the sun to stop by for a quick hello on its way home in the evening? Does he see something I don't, or is he not even looking? I smile and walk on before he turns his gaze on me. I saw what I was looking for.

- Pookah

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