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Maya The first time I saw him, he arguing with a vending machine. It was after nine, the campus building nearly empty, fluorescent lights humming overhead. I was packed up my violin when I heard the clatter of coins and indignant, " "Seriously? You ate my dollars?" He kicked the machine. The machine stayed silent . I don't usually talk to strangers, especially ones swearing at metal boxes, but the look on his face a mix of frustration and heartbreak, made me laugh before I could stop myself . He turned. Brown eyes, tired but kind. "You thin...
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