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When I ran into my neighbor on the staircase, he seemed unduly surprised at my presence. Perhaps because "ran into" really is the word: I was returning home from school, tired, a heavy head and arms weighed down with assignments to grade; I literally ran into him by mistake, then stammered some banal excuse. He looked at me for a long moment: he seemed to be waiting for someone. I carried on my way. |
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