the beginning of a chick flick romance: boy meets girl on a park bench in the city where dreams are made of. he reads the times, she reads poetry. they exchange a glance. he notices her hazel eyes. she notices him noticing her and asks if he's ever read e.e. cummings. she smiles. her eyes seem to promise him a world beyond black and white, the joy found by reading between the lines. he smiles.
xoxo julia
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