Quezon City, Philippines
She was so grim, wary, her eyes turned a little sideways, or half-inward. It looked as though they were trying to remember something. That was the look. As sometimes you will see a walker suddenly stop, her face stricken; where was I headed? She was lost, constantly looking about for some sign, anything that might remind her of where she originally was headed. And at the same time knowing where she's headed, where everyone is headed.
"You didn't hear me?"
"I... I was thinking about something."
"You're always thinking about something."
He looked down, grinned, then grew serious again. He recited in monotone:
"You're not the same person. You're found. That person didn't exist any more."
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