I tried to get across the terrace and onto the bridge to introduce myself, but the crowds did not part and I lost you. The boy doesn't know it, but I dug into his trunk for something to identify him and stumbled upon some manuscripts. I went to the theatre that night. “I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. But he is kind of cute.
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