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The first time that we met, I was sitting on a hot sidewalk in the City of Roses, trying not to think about all of the homeless people who had pissed or vomited or cried in that very spot.
I looked up and you looked down and we leaned in towards each other, right hands extending (across a void I didn’t know existed) , reaching (towards a salvation I didn’t know I needed) and finally grasping (suddenly rescued from a life I didn’t know was dangerous) , palm against palm.
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