...Henry took the drink from the waiter's hand and dragged himself out into the sharp, blinding sun. Its cheeriness mocked him. Soon the glass would be as empty as his bank account would be as empty as his wallet would be as empty as his pocket. "Well," he thought, "it's no matter, really. At least I've got---" He stopped and looked despairingly at
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she misses you. HA
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