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sliding doors.

The fleeting seconds in which je vous ai vu


Image: Sukanit Photography

Descending from the harsh morning air, my cheeks are hit by the warmth brought forward by the masses scuttling around in this tiled maze.

My power walk from home catches up with me as I join the queue, over-heating in this trench coat. Ugh. For the love of peanuts, I just had a shower!

I look ahead in the meander of bodies and I see a familiar figure near the front of the line.

It’s you.

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