A guy across the street lifted his arm and waved. I enthusiastically waved back.
He wasn’t waving. He was stretching.
We ended up at the same crosswalk. We both pretended nothing happened. The silence was brutal.
I now only wave at people who shout my name.
He wasn’t waving. He was stretching.
We ended up at the same crosswalk. We both pretended nothing happened. The silence was brutal.
I now only wave at people who shout my name.
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