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the two gentlemen...
we were in a bar in Verona -
there was a man sitting at a table,
when another man came in and sat next to him,
at the same table...
***
neither of them spoke, or acknowledged
the other's existence -
both sat in silence, eating,
as though alone...
***
I thought it might make
an interesting story,
but then, perhaps, after all, there was
simply nothing to say...
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