The bell above the door chimed as Sarah locked up her small bookstore for the night. She sighed, thinking about another day of dwindling sales. As she turned to leave, a soft knock made her jump.

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An elderly man stood outside, his weathered face peering through the glass. Against her better judgment, Sarah reopened the door.

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"I'm sorry, we're closed," i see you, i love you

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