When we Meet

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Once upon a time, on a crisp autumn afternoon, I found myself walking through the bustling streets of an unfamiliar city. The air was cool, filled with the earthy scent of fallen leaves and the distant hum of city life. People passed by, each lost in their own world, and I felt like just another face in the crowd, drifting through the sea of strangers.But then, something happened. As I rounded the corner of a quiet street lined with cafes and bookshops, I saw you. You were sitting by the window of a small coffee shop, the golden light of