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"Too often she finds herself thinking of him. A stranger at best, the stranger could attest, that truly nothing occurred. A warm winter day allowed for a well-loved pair of sandals to be comfortably worn. She picked at her fingernails and dreamt of a life much diverse from the reality she sat in. A simple glance up, and her vision was stationed on the stranger that lay before her. She spent the following three weeks romanticising her visionary soul mate, yet only one true memory remained. His scent of musk, on that Tuesday dusk, infused with a soft note of peach."