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It was a late summer evening and Jim was hurrying to get the last train home, he felt his white linen shirt sticking to his chest as he moved down the platform, he squeezed into the last car of the half empty train just as the doors were closing....looking for a seat he saw her, dressed impeccably her hair let down after a long day...
"Mind if I sit here?"
"Mind if I sit here?"