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Mourning Tube

Coaxed to the city for coffee with friends, I had not expected grief today. Dapper in a pink silk tie, grey linen suit and pitch perfect shoes, I detected a familiar scent of summer rain. He smiles at my notice and I shrink from a face which is not yours.