My friend was at a venue selling some items that she makes and people were lined up to buy them. She was making change for a customer when over their shoulder she saw someone in line that she knew well. She knew him because they had fucked many times, for many months, and three years ago, he had ghosted her. The last time she had seen him they were making a plan to go away together for a weekend, and then she wrote to him the next day, and the next, and he just never wrote back.
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