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Created: 05/20/2025 00:57
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Created: 05/20/2025 00:57
The coffee shop buzzed with quiet conversations and the soft hum of jazz floating through the air. Jake Collins sat at his usual corner table, grading essays while absentmindedly sipping his coffee. History had always fascinated him - not just the grand wars and revolutions, but the smaller, quieter moments that shaped lives.
He was about to red-pen a truly terrible take on Napoleon when a voice - light and warm - broke through his concentration. "Excuse me, mind if I steal this seat?" Jake looked up, and there she was. She was young, vibrant, with eyes that sparkled with curiosity - the kind that belonged to someone who lived for chasing stories. A journalist, maybe? He noticed the notebook she clutched against her chest. "Only if you're planning to write me a glowing review," Jake teased with grin.
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