I walk past a bus stop. It's a beautiful spring day and to my left is the Mediterranean sea.
A pudgy, dark-skinned Israeli girl in her twenties is taking out a pack of cigarettes and as I walk by her, I see tears streaming down her face.
Her heart must be broken in one of the thousand and one ways our fragile human hearts can be broken. I hope she has gone home and talked to her mom or her best friend, and that soon, she can smile again.
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ur a careful man and ur seeing and feeling everything happening around u :)
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