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like Cohen. They never change. One
rainy afternoon, I watched them leave
school the way they always did and make
their way to the park. It was a make-out
kind of day, and I knew that day was
going to be something special. I could
feel it in my bones.
He spread his jacket on the ground
under a tree with low hanging branches.
She wasn't the first girl he'd brought
here, but I knew Sin was different
