It's a regular day. Another day going to work. I wake up at 5:30 am, make coffee, get dressed, sip coffee, and then head out the door by six as I grab a bite on my breakfast bar. Regular. The only thing I like about my day is when I get to the train into town. Marcy is there. I don't know Marcy, I just know who she is and I love looking at her. In fact, I don't know if that's her name. I
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