Bending lines form a half circle on their previously dazzling canvas, now enlivened by the most curiously unprecedented, yet simple gesture of emotion. I just noticed the small, but endearing crevasses that besiege his half smile. I can't help but over-analyze; is this smile for me?
This is where I draw the line; when interest becomes obsession, obsession becomes necessity.
This is where I must evacuate and quarantine. I must keep the virus from spreading.
Incomplete.
Incomplete.
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