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... ood people. I wasn’t going out of my way to do so. It doesn’t mean anything."
"Doesn’t it?"
The old man pulled out a small thermos, opening the top and pouring out a half a cup of strong, black coffee into its top lid. He sipped on it for a while as I just watched, waiting for him to continue.
> I know he is trying to get me to think it through myself, but my rebellion is spiking now that I’ve realized I’m treating him like a loved family member. Because I don’t really ...
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