an unwanted sighting.
I met him again today. It wasn’t easy being forced to spend the uncomfortably small corridor space with him. We pretended not to see each other, and I don’t know about him, but I know I couldn’t stop stealing glances at him. Where had all that time gone to? All the goodwill? There’s pissing someone off, and then there’s putting disgust into a person’s mind whenever he thinks about your existence. I think I have done that successfully, as hard as it is to do. It was easy to circumvent my route to avoid the other two, but this one…
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