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It wasn't until the end of the afternoon, when I stepped off the boat and we parted ways, that I realized I hadn't caught his name.
It wasn't until the end of the afternoon, when I stepped off the boat and we parted ways, that I realized I hadn't caught his name.
Although he didn't know it, the dark stranger saved me from myself that day, in a way that not even I could understand.
How can a 30 second interaction with a stranger last forever in my memory?