It may have been weird, the way I knew I could always find her sitting on the same spot.
Everyday, unknowingly, I found myself looking over in free hours and hoping to find her just sitting around, even when I just walked.
What if she had a routine? Or... maybe she didn't, maybe that place meant something. Something special.
I was willing to find out.
-Ana Araujo G.
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