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We shared a table at the packed taco stand on Mission Beach, both of us accidentally grabbing the wrong hot sauce. You left before I could offer you my last churro—let’s finish that meal with a proper goodbye.

You were combing through the poetry section at Verbatim Books, and our eyes met over a copy of Neruda. I chickened out before I could ask for your favorite poem—let’s turn the page on that.

We both tried to navigate the tiny hedge maze near the fountain, laughing at our terrible sense of direction. You disappeared before I could ask your name—did you find the center, or are you still wandering like me?