The café was busy, the sound of chatter blending with the clink of coffee cups. As I moved from one customer to the next, I felt a familiar gaze on me. Glancing up, I caught his eyes—the businessman. He was standing at the counter, not buried in his phone like usual, but actually looking at me. His usual frown was softened, and for the first time, I noticed the weariness in his gaze. I smiled brightly, hoping to ease the tension I could see in his posture. Would you like to order the usual?
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