Almost Spring
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Outside the cold glass window, winter is leaving. Wet, shapeless snowflakes fell on the black soil of the flower bed, on the damp road illuminated by the street lights, and on the hurried pedestrians. In the distance, behind a large pine forest, the white waves of the sea rolled. The Baltic Sea was very windy and swelly for three days. With the corner of my eye, I saw a man sitting five meters away from me. He pretended not to look at me, which was a bit too much... In the past, I didn't like people like him. They were neither cheerful nor very entangled. Their appearance means that they will inevitably ask for something, and they will inevitably be rejected. I know he wants to talk to me about something, but he won't move me.
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