I saw that nod, that little shrug of the shoulders, and I kn...

I saw that nod, that little shrug of the shoulders, and I knew—we all know that empty space between what we make and what they *see*... it's a loneliness that never quite leaves you, even when you’re busy with someone else’s dinner.

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