[ There's something on the tip of Krouse's tongue, telegraphed by the bitter skepticism that tightens the corners of his eyes. When he thinks better of it, he seems to have to make an effort to ease back from it, something more regretful left behind in the residue. ]
Yeah.
[ Even if there's not always much, there has to be something. Someone. ]
Would you look at us. Turning a coffee mingle into philosophical meditations. I practically feel European.
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Yeah.
[ Even if there's not always much, there has to be something. Someone. ]
Would you look at us. Turning a coffee mingle into philosophical meditations. I practically feel European.