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I sit alone.
Eat my meal.
A sandwich
-turkey sandwich
with cheese
and some excellent dressing-
and some chips
and a soda.
It is loud.
Many people talk
to one another.
I just take a
bite of the sandwich.

In front of me
sits a pair of
lovers, I think.
They seem to be
going through some trouble.
I could see their
awkwardness.
Slightly to the left of them
sits 2 men.
close friends.
They seem to be laughing
at each other.
Making jokes about one
another�s, life.
Passed them sits an
old man and an old lady
quietly eating their meal.
To the left of me
sits a beautiful young
girl.
Her face hidden by a book
which adds to her
beauty.
People walk by.
block my view
but I look
somewhere else.
Look to find
another story.
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