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On the Random Stranger With the Nice Shoes

The other day, I was on the bus home and saw the man sitting aside of me. My past roommate from last year would be proud because once I saw his shoes, I kept looking.

They were really nice shoes.

Lace up light brown worn in shoes with bottoms that looked like he walked miles across the city each day back and forth from the work he was proud to say he managed right out of university and let him wear pressed navy dress pants and a button down rolled up to his elbows.

Elbows that flinched each time the man behind him sneezed.

It was quite a loud sneeze.

I couldn't help but press my lips together in a laugh each weeze. It came once....twice....

In between, I looked back.

Good shoes caught my gaze, amused at my laughter. "I am afraid for my life."

"This is not a funny matter," I said trying not to smile, "Sneezing is a very serious matter."

"Oh, I know. My dad sneezes like a monster. I am afraid that if I do, I will sound just like him, so I have been…

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