<font color=666666> Somewhere in the back of hs head he registered that she had gone, but he still sat dumbfounded, watching her walk away, his hands clasped numbly together between his knees, the magazine dropped to the sidewalk and sticking to it's dampness. He blinked once, then twice, as if he couldn't fathom what was going on, and then he rose - he didn't know what he could do.</font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Future: Sparx

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