I met a long lost ballet dance partner this afternoon.
At the washroom, the place of reunion was quite unconventional.
I was at the queue.
She recognised me first.
But sure I remembered her immediately.
We had not communicated for a long time.
She carried two kids with her. Her kids got her big eyes.
The meeting was very short, she had to run.
I had to queue.
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