After she was quite nice to me and so was a charming man she'd been seeing, but he wasn't especially nice to her, so seeing him be nice to me made her cry, which is why, even though he gave me good feedback and compliments, I hid from him when I saw him walking past my window one day, and I think he saw me and knew I was hiding, but then I didn't think of him again for a cluster of months, until a mutual acquaintance told me he'd gotten cancer which progressed rapidly and in a short matter of time, he died. Oh the stubborn humanity!
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