We never actually spoke, but we had a connection. He was always sitting at the table in the park, having his lunch, when I sat down opposite him, and ate my own. He never spoke, never took off his sunglasses, and neither did I, but we enjoyed the time where we shared an experience without the need to muddle it with anything.
For years we did this almost everyday, until the day I pulled an all-nighter at work and emerged for lunch really early, thus seeing him approach the table.
With his sight impaired walking cane tapping out his path...
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